AUTHOR.CALHO: If I didn't write it, I would be hitch hiking cross country to Maine and then Alaska in that order. While taking frequent breaks to spread leaflets. And sit in diners. And write on things because I wasn't at a computer. I may still do that in a few years. Writing this also helps me forget about and better understand the limitations of being human, and keeps me busy enough to allow me no free time to burn the world down.

THEMATIC.ABOUT : Collapse often. The things that hold people together and hold them apart and scatter brains. The things that make thoughts go boom. The things that ooh and aah and [expletive deleted]. Sometimes poking around the margins where responsibility ends and the only one to look to is the Original Equipment Manufacturer and say "but, I already pressed 9 for more options and the menus are exactly the same. Can you just replace it?" The answer will be: "please hold." Sometimes hanging out in dark corners. Sometimes following the train tracks. Looking for ways out and ways in and all the while sharing the things seen and heard and done and drawn and written and scorched and healed and teased and caged and dreamed along the way.

12/13/15

Bonus Track 2

waiting for the button to be pressed for the awesome release of good work to be done, good baby sweet barbecue jesus on a spit, push the damn button that turns that light from red to green, honey bear!




///Django Django - (Wor)  you have to know who you are wearing your leash for and when that alarm goes...  you know you have to go from zero to all in .2 seconds.  i hate waiting.  rumble rumble rumble.   it is not time to ring the bell yet.  i cannot wait for the next project to sink my teeth into.  it's gotten to a point of physical discomfort thinking about it.  i cannot wait to see the next house.  i am going to eat it with great glory by moonlight and teeth large enough to fit a megalodon skeleton
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