So anyway, my Mama went to like some French farmer's market at Rockefeller Center and she actually asked them if they like had any sweet corn. And they were like actually we do. And she was all buying it and stuff because they had it. But when she came home, she like pulled these crazy green things out of some old bag and wanted me to touch them and stuff.
It was actually kind of gross and all. Then Papa was like, "Looky here, Son, you have to shuck that there vegetable with yer bare hands. Shuck it in that old bag. Now you start a-shuckin this here corn and I'll be back in a spell to see hows ya did." I was actually not amused.
But once I got my lips around that sweet sweet corn, mama, it was like heaven in a bucket, like peas on your knees. I said, "No one's gonna get my corn." And took off running so Mama wouldn't steal my sweet sweet corn. The end.
Thursday, July 14, 2005
Some people ask me what I do with my days. After listing my work for charity, my interest in neo-conceptual art and my studies of fluid dynamics, I pause and say: "It's really just all about the swing." I could swing alllllll day.
It would be good to get out of here, just go, pop off, get away from five-month memory!
Hot summer in New York, too young to be a man...
Reading my favorite book, "Guri & Gura" with a bottle of beer gives me a blissful moment escaping from blistering heat in New York. I know I am too young to be a man...
Tigers are majestic beasts, fearsome predators and mighty lords of the jungle. Their claws can shred metal. Their jaws have the power of a steel trap with fangs that rip through their prey.
Ahh, the Bronx Zoo. Since this is my first visit, let me begin by consulting this simple guide to the many wonders strewn throughout this mighty pocket of zoological paradise.
Lions, tigers, elephants, giraffes... I mean, come on Zoo people, can't you just put them all in one place? Give me a break or something here!
There is too much to do at the zoo! I think I'll just eat the map.