Andrew Jackson Jihad Live!
"Canta de Amor Numero Dos"
Tower Bar, San Diego, CA, USA 8/5/2006
-- got cut-off when my memory card ran out o' room --
"What makes you think you can be so keen?"
Thursday, September 21, 2006
Wednesday, September 20, 2006
Monday, September 18, 2006
latest writing: a half hour ago at Roberto's taco shop:
Margaret started shaking her head like it was on fire. Like her head had been ripped from its moorings. As she lunged around the room, her brain started racing: green and Martian cowboys, death stars for cutie...
-¡I'm fucking losing my head, my brain, and my visitation rights! -She responded in the guise of the enormous baby she had become-. This must be a secondary effect of living with you two motherfuckers and a mom who's always off notarizing shit -She leaned back and started sauteeing the roasted lion with her nicotine patch.
-No, no, no. You're just a jackass -Charlie insisted.
-That's nice, that's real nice -Margaret said-. Except, I quit acting like you a long time ago. ¡Ha-ha, ha-ha, ha-ha, ha!
She leaned back and rinsed off the lion with fake, plastic ice cubes she had bought off her dad.
-¡Children! -Dr. Berger screamed-. ¡You're both fucking jackasses, if you want the truth! ¡Now get me off this fucking floor, my nicotine patch is wearing off.
Margaret started shaking her head like it was on fire. Like her head had been ripped from its moorings. As she lunged around the room, her brain started racing: green and Martian cowboys, death stars for cutie...
-¡I'm fucking losing my head, my brain, and my visitation rights! -She responded in the guise of the enormous baby she had become-. This must be a secondary effect of living with you two motherfuckers and a mom who's always off notarizing shit -She leaned back and started sauteeing the roasted lion with her nicotine patch.
-No, no, no. You're just a jackass -Charlie insisted.
-That's nice, that's real nice -Margaret said-. Except, I quit acting like you a long time ago. ¡Ha-ha, ha-ha, ha-ha, ha!
She leaned back and rinsed off the lion with fake, plastic ice cubes she had bought off her dad.
-¡Children! -Dr. Berger screamed-. ¡You're both fucking jackasses, if you want the truth! ¡Now get me off this fucking floor, my nicotine patch is wearing off.
Make sure to buy these DON CHENEY books:
1. It's With The Greatest of Ease That I Die
2. ¿Who Hocked A Loogie In My Tuba?
3. Invasion of the Libido Monsters
4. Urinals In Every Direction
5. Get The Fuck Out Of This House, Desi Arnaz
6. THE EYE at the End of your PUNK ASS
7. The Cab Driving Terrier
8. ¡There's No One In The Bathroom, But Let's Murder 'em Anyway!
9. Cosmic Vomit
10. The Cab Driving Terrier (Yes! Buy it twice!)
11. The Land of the Cheddar Monster Vivisectionists
12. The Land of the Cheddar Monster Vivisectionists II
13. Caramelized Indigenous Aliens Club
14. I Saw Two Good Houses Over There NEXT TO Death
15. And All I Got Was This Lousy Case of Larvae
16. ¡No One A-Bandons Me!
17. Halloween: You - Me - Drink
1. It's With The Greatest of Ease That I Die
2. ¿Who Hocked A Loogie In My Tuba?
3. Invasion of the Libido Monsters
4. Urinals In Every Direction
5. Get The Fuck Out Of This House, Desi Arnaz
6. THE EYE at the End of your PUNK ASS
7. The Cab Driving Terrier
8. ¡There's No One In The Bathroom, But Let's Murder 'em Anyway!
9. Cosmic Vomit
10. The Cab Driving Terrier (Yes! Buy it twice!)
11. The Land of the Cheddar Monster Vivisectionists
12. The Land of the Cheddar Monster Vivisectionists II
13. Caramelized Indigenous Aliens Club
14. I Saw Two Good Houses Over There NEXT TO Death
15. And All I Got Was This Lousy Case of Larvae
16. ¡No One A-Bandons Me!
17. Halloween: You - Me - Drink
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