Thus revealed, the creature buried its nose in the tire-tilled soil...
April 26, 2009
I am not a zombie
Category: Serious … Travels

If you live in or around Laurel -- especially if you spend a lot of time walking around the city -- you've probably noticed this crazy guy wearing a black jacket over a white t-shirt, baggy black jeans over black boots, and an oversized pair of headphones. Sometimes his dress varies slightly -- I think he's worn tan boots on occasion, and sometimes the jeans are navy blue rather than black -- but he's always wearing the headphones. And he's always yelling something that borders on gibberish, which is why I don't think he's entirely sane. He appears in various places in the city, but can most frequently be found on the sidewalk outside of Hooters and Red Sky.

Sometimes he is dancing. (more...)

-posted by Wes | 8:55 pm | Comments (8)
April 5, 2009
Reprogrammed lyrics
Category: Miscellany

through the streets of night, like a ghost I glide
when they see me they hush and hide
when they described my deeds, they lied
but that was unsurprising

-posted by Wes | 6:30 am | Comments (4)