Sometimes when I fluff my pillow, it's like a trigger.  I'm reminded of the times when I didn't have to go to sleep, because there's something better we can do, all night.

And sometimes when I fluff my pillow, I know I don't have to be afraid to fall asleep, or try to sleep

- (pointing). There he goes.  He's unobnoxious.
-Yep.

(Man walks in to bar, orders a drink from the bartender but his head surveys the room )

- Give me a beer.
- OK hotshot, what kind of beer?
- Yea that's right, and some whiskey.
- What kind of whiskey, and what kind of beer?

- You know, we could probably stay here till the lights close.

- You mean, lights come on?

- Frederic!  Frederic, my unassuming soft brotherous friend:  Get your turd brother out of here!

He wants me to imply--and for that get caught

- I think he's asleep now.  He's going to Magic Mountain, he's only in the 6th grade.

- Well, wake him up!

- I surely will not!

- Yea you didn't talk this big in high school!

- If you're imply--

- That you shit your pants on the Colossus!

-- No, Evan, grow up.

-- Shit yourself all over!   (Looking around, there is a crowd gathering on Nevsky Prospect). Yea!  Shit himself all over!  Yea, that's right!  You, Evan or Frederic: two characters in the shit eating contest!

-- You are getting quite lazy.

--Who said that!  (Looks around)

Edy's Breakfast Hop

It's where you hop for breakfast*,  2 right turns off the highway








* Gimps are welcome

-God, I could go for a walk.

-A walk? A real walk?  ...like without to the liquor store?  Shit, I'll go along with that.  Let's see where we're going.

--(little baby sitting on his back backpack, whispering, whispering smugly) Prolly to the liquor store.

Now, nothing was transported from here to there!  Who are you guys?  What do I pay you for?

....What are you doing!  It should have been carried by a box, you used your hands.

Am I cold?  Or not cold?

Did I turn on the light?  Am I supposed to turn it off?

Was my plan to turn it off?

...

Wait!

_

Now Who's (whose? Smaller text, what do you think?*)

...

Wh__ shoe is that?

...  (give me some bassline, Tex)

Well, wh__ shoe is the other one?

* "Children, children, now settle down...Settle down now!"

Yea, I got a 10-point plan

- Get drunk
-Put your socks on.  We're going out.

contd. with J. Levinstein

- Now, Brotha Flava, when I saw him at the club--I was trying to pork this black girl with a nose ring--and I'll never forget this, Spring Water, he said, "The sky is big, but, baby, not as big, baby as yo' butt!" I knew he was the one.  At #3 I have Brotha Flava - First on da Scene.  Brotha Flava was involved in the feud of the era, with N'famous.  That feud was very lucrative--for me, for Brotha, for Orenthal, and for their mothers.  A big round ass sitting on your face, I knew people wanted to hear that.  #2 is N'famous with, "I eat children!"  Orenthal--the one that started it all!  God bless him, God Bless Him, let him eat all the children he wants.

- Hello, all.  Women, in particular.  If you are just joining in, this is the Eatkhash Spring Water show, and we're at #3 of ranking things with J. Levinstein.  Lev, what do you have at #3, some Cereal Killa?

-- No, all his lyrics are under a gag-order.  It turns out he was for real.  

--Join us next time for more of the Eatkhash show.

-- Now, enjoy some Spring Water.

Hello ladies and gentleman, welcome to tonight's Eatkhash show.  Tonight we're sponsored by J.L. Spring Water, "No vitamins, no minerals.  Straight from the Source."  With me tonight, Mr. J. Levinstein.  

- Call me Lev.

-Tonight we're going to be talking about some of the noteworthy artists to emerge from the latest scene.  Mr. Levinstein, he'll surely give us some insight

- (big grin)

-as we count down the Top 5 songs we are obligated to rank.  I see some N'famous here, some Brotha Flava, Lil' 'bra, and Cereal Killa.  Now we don't have much time--most of the show is just Spring Water.  Lev, what do you have as #5?

- Hello all, it's J. Leventsein, all talents welcome.  At #5 I have Lil' 'bra TrubleZume (fea. Sissyphus) - Pushin the rock.  This song's important because it marked a shift in Lil' 'bra's content, to themes more likely to ellicit a response from a rational audience.  This was at a time when Lil' 'bra was starting to question things.  I recall he rang me over the cord one night, he said, "Lev, yo I be banging this girl, and my moms is in the other room, and I think she can hear.  Yo, this bitch is loud!  What am I doing here?"  I think he knew he had to move out.  Now "Pushin Rocks" elevated him in the minds of his critics, but #4 Lil' 'bra (fea. N'famous Child Eatr) - Taking Sucks, I relish in remembering was the time he realized, critics aren't going to move him out of his mom's house--I am!  This is also the time he got his grillz.

- Now, is it true he bought those from you?

- No, those were a present.  I reward all my artists.  Enjoy some Spring Water.

- I particularly enjoyed the drop of his intelligence, Mr. Levinstein.  Join us next time, where we'll be at the Top 3 in the ranking of things sponsored by Spring Water.  No vitamins, no minerals.  Straight from the Source

-(Levinstein, aside) Now you should say "Straight from the Source" and refer it to your show.  Urban people love that kind of stuff.  Now, do you have any management?

They are heavy

and they are loud

To use one would involve

extrenuous physical activity

To use one would imply

one enjoys physical activity

I do not partake in physical activity

because it is stupid

it is awfully loud

Some guys are into guns.  I believe the more you like a gun, the more you're going to want to use one.

I don't much care for guns.  They are heavy.  I hope I don't ever have to use one.

Give me a pen and paper and...

well, there you go, boy.

--ah, fuck!  Right now?  My stomach hurts and-

--You said any time--in fact you said, and I quote, "Suck my dick any time, on the pier, with the wind and the pigeons and the Marine helicopters saying hello as we wave on our countrymen!  And I'll give you magic.  

--...?

-- Well, give us magic.

-- You're really something, you know that, right?  You know that on the street, they call you, "Joey, the Bitch."  Fuck you!   You know, if I didn't know any better, I would say you're trying to suck My Dick!

--Joey the Bitch, Joey the Plumber...everyone's always going to call you something.  So, do you want to like hang out?

--Weren't we supposed to argue?

--With who?  There is nothing there!  Who...Whom, is it?

--I don't know man, but you look funny doing it.

--Besides, he's not going to care.  Now that he's discovered he loves himself, he's always on the bus.

late night alley, moonlight or lamp, stumbling in the shadows over gutter water, trash

-I'll knock his crumbum teeth out! (swinging against the light)

I screamed over the phone (and ripped out my heart!)

"You don't love me--
Someone Else!
(on Rocky V, possibly)

Some else
is him loving you."

-I remember when I met you at school.  I was so excited to call you later.

I called rang-rang

You said you were busy,

you were watching Rocky V.

And then that fat foul mouthed bald guy, he's spitting blood and alcohol into the bucket, he goes

"Knock his teeth out, Rocko!"

Adrian still doesn't want him to fight.

I'm watching Rocky V

Rocky's bankrupt.
He moves back into the neighborhood.
It's cold.

I'll never forget the night I met Rocky and Adrian

"Hey, you don't talk to Adrian that way!"

(On A Southern Country Farm)

-(black oranges) We're as smooth as water.  We're all right in here, my friend.  Oh no, that's not cool!  We're juiced!  We're as a good as juiced!

-Whats up?

-What?

-Some of our friends said you were still a prizefighter.

-I still prize with the fights.

-We have a job for you.

-Hey!  All right!

-You have to fall on your face right now.

-Now?

-Like, "Right Now!"

-(falling)Okay....

____the ground

-Did you know, people back in 1999, or 2010, or 1976, used to die?

-What do you mean, "Die?"

-Like, like not to exist!

-(cool guy in retro jacket) Like kapoot?

-Like to not exist?  How?

-Wait, and get this....they used to even kill themselves!

...

It all comes from somewhere--

And I'll teach you, mi amor.

It all comes from somewhere,

and it's usually from my dick.

White, winter, ghost

and it all comes like a fountain,

white, winter, ghost,

Not Christmas.

Not January lights,

white, winter, ghosts

I was working at a supermarket deli.  I had it wrapped in a newspaper.

I opened the paper and showed her.

She feigned disgust, then smiled.

-If I pet it, will it purr?

-Like a Ferrari.

-What about a cat?

-No, a ferrari.

-Then I don't want it.  I want it to purr like a cat.

-It's not a cat; it's a goddamn Ferrari.

--Did you see the game last night?

--What game?

the hospital

--(the cute little smokin brunette, looks like she's annoyed and she works here, and she's annoyed, looking at the guy on the floor) Why do people always make themselves have to lie down on the floor in front of us

(flicks her cigarette out)

I think my TV just told me to develop breasts. like just out of the blue commercial's words and scenes, "Develop breasts!"  And I thought about it for less than a second, and then second a later I thought of it as a slight, and I caught a whims of me in a teeny, thiny, blue bikini!

And I told him,

STOP!

I told my TV!  I used sharper words.

I told him to stop.

It's a sad world, to know
the culture in which you grew up
and loved, someone in there
he'd step his shoes on your face
to getaway he'd rob and pillage
every piece of your body

he'd suck your cunt
and rip it apart
and run, people run!
When they think they'll get caught.

#NfamousChildEatr

--We love you in Ash Gosh!  Please come by, we have a community pool!

from shawshank redemption--this is good writing

Brooks: (voice-over) Dear Fellas. I can't believe how fast things move on the outside. I saw an automobile once when I was a kid, but now they're everywhere. The world went and got itself in a big damn hurry. The parole board got me into this halfway house called the Brewer, and a job bagging groceries at the Food-Way. It's hard work. I try to keep up, but my hands hurt most of the time. I don't think the store manager likes me very much. Sometimes after work I go to the park and feed the birds. I keep thinking Jake might just show up and say hello. But he never does. I hope wherever he is, he's doing okay and making new friends. I have trouble sleeping at night. I have -- bad dreams, like I'm falling. I wake up scared. Sometimes it takes me a while to remember where I am. Maybe I should get me a gun and rob the Food-Way, so they'd send me home. I could shoot the manager while I was at it, sort of like a bonus. I guess I'm too old for that sort of nonsense anymore. I don't like it here. I'm tired of being afraid all the time. I've decided not to stay. I doubt they'll kick up any fuss. Not for an old crook like me.

Stephen King wrote this, I think.  I always thought he was underratted because he was so famous.  I always thought it was a shame how he got hit by that Wheels of Terror car on USA and died.

Tweets from a downtrodden N'famous Child Eatr

--Man, fuck that Cap'n Krunch Levinstein, went to Innsbrook with my baby bra, then on tour in Luxembourg.  Got me on the road  with this freaky Canadian Jesus rock band.  Ash Gosh, Wisconsin, here I come, I guess.

going nowhere

--You know,  people always say that God is a woman.

--No one says that.  They wish!  

--Okay, I've heard people ask, "How you do you know She's Not?"

--There's a certain self-serving arrogance in your tone, Jimmy....or an arrogance in what you hope to achieve, in your so-called, "Tone."

--One time, I heard a feminist counselor call her a "She."  And also one time,  a white rapper.

--You know that candy store down the street,  little Jimmy?  Of course you do!  They have a machine that produces bubbles into the air as a sort of Fun!/advertising...

--Gimme!

--Yea, well, how do you know the Devil's not a woman?

I'm a bad parker?

This guy pretends to be dyslexic to pick up on women.

Sometimes I start to mistrust my dogs,

that's when I know I need

my Earl's Gray nighttime

night drops

What day is it, today?  I'm trying to figure out what day it is.

Will someone please tell me, all the places are closed.

movie idea: kid who dreams of growing up to become a B-movie star.

Sometimes,

late at nights, when i can't sleep

i like to eat a bowl of porridge

I think this guy, or paid to be evil, a scientist?

this guy, a possibly evil guy--it is not yet sure

put something into butter to make it really addicting

but the butter people have friends in high places

so the truth is hidden from us

but each time to eat butter

you get addicted to it

there's a real big

butter industry

i could smell her when i got off the plane

killer tomatoes and me

--no, we have to write him a note

-how are we going to find a pen and a paper

--(george clooney) here use my script, it's about this man and a corporation--well, an evil corporation, right now, if Sony gets their hands on it--but it's more about society as a whole, or what we are, or things are, really, put together...

You have to feed me, to keep me alive

So I says,

Take that, trash can!

can you paint a comic of some guy on the bus jerking off with some silly little face

and some woman to another woman, or person, pointing "He loves himself!" 

and send it to me?

that would be great

today i realized

everybody was spam

and felt the waif of relief,

or relief of weight,

wait,

what?

Because me and my brothers we like to celebrate

"Come May,
it's V-day.
Come June,
oooh baby it's the lick of my spoon.
Come August!
We like to celebrate St. Suck My Big fat fuckin

....Sausauge!"

Can you imagine waking up night and day to Tom Cruise revealing to you how to get a piece of bush?  Taking some swigs, and falling back asleep.

In a strange way, I thought I was content.

I think the weed has been helping me mellow out before I spiral into my racist ramblings, some stragglers aside.  If weed can work against the alcohol to keep me from not being so obnoxious,

then without alcohol, maybe I could be all-together not obnoxious, like unobnoxious