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~ Saturday, November 7 ~
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Art seems to have a bit of an Eraserhead thing going on here.


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Just watched Amores Perros

Just watched Amores Perros


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~ Friday, November 6 ~
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I’m pretty good at bowling. I have my own ball. And I’m killing myself.
— A. Gates

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~ Thursday, November 5 ~
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The world reveals itself to those who travel on foot.
— Werner Herzog

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~ Tuesday, November 3 ~
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It’s November. Crank that shit.

Karajan - Brahms: ”Tragic” Overture, pt. 1 of 2


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Karajan - Brahms: ”Tragic” Overture, pt. 2 of 2


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~ Monday, November 2 ~
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Ashleymopsis asked me to marry her this morning/yesterday. I haven’t answered yet.

Ashleymopsis asked me to marry her this morning/yesterday. I haven’t answered yet.


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~ Thursday, October 29 ~
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The Temp does some serious shit with lapel width vs tie width. You better realise.

The Temp does some serious shit with lapel width vs tie width. You better realise.


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~ Wednesday, October 28 ~
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Seventeen Year Old Girl On The Train

  • Girl: God you look depressed. Smile!
  • The Temp: No.

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~ Monday, October 26 ~
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Theoretical question

If I’d got this really long story that was basically half of the long story I made called Keraunophobics Anonymous, and then another fifty thousand words, so it was about eleven hundred thousand words, and I was going to self publish it because I’m a coward/it’s not very good. Would you buy it?

Possible answers:

  1. Yes, certainly, without a doubt.
  2. Whatchu take me for, foo’, I ain’t read nothin’ ain’t been vetted by the establishment.
  3. If I could scope that nasty action for less than a ten spot (sterling)
  4. I’d drop a five bomb, but I’m expecting at least one girl on girl scene.
  5. Maybe if you promised never to write anything ever again.

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Tags: out of character post
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~ Sunday, October 25 ~
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Overheard from the ex cop behind me after telling this joke:
Q: Where do whales go when they need to know how heavy they are?
A: A whale weigh station.

Overheard from the ex cop behind me after telling this joke:

Q: Where do whales go when they need to know how heavy they are?

A: A whale weigh station.

Tags: t shirts
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Saturday Night

  • Teenage girl with glasses: I hate this town at night. Everybody acts as if they want to either fuck somebody, or kill somebody.
  • Feminine sounding boy: Well, pretty much everybody does.
  • Teenage girl with glasses: Not me. I don't.
  • Feminine sounding boy: Well I'm sorry hun, but you're the one.

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Tags: bitrot
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~ Thursday, October 22 ~
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I was really excited, because I thought I’d come up with a great rap name: DJ Gatsby. But then I realised that’s a DJ name, and someone else is using it anyway.

My quest for a rap name continues.


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