not a still life, but a slow life then

"Send these, the homeless, tempest-tost to me,
I lift my lamp beside the golden door!"

not another teen movie

no, i won't. advertisors really have no respect for themselves. i would say what store it is but i don't know anyone who's tempted to shop there anyway
fuck yeah! this is how you advertise. throw up sick flannels in your window and customers will flock. trust me, it's a better idea than begging people to buy your ugly dress shoes. national wholesale liquidators has great deals.
this was on a public access channel
they had about twenty of these that they were looping for a 50 minute program!
car chases next!






willa and her three crushes
forever may she wave
i have had no reason to go here at any time in the past three years.
she was searching the ipod for black flag
all girls should dress more like this.
fuck yeah! neck tats!
he's a bro
she was the second person i saw drinking sparks from a straw last night. she was also the second person i saw who knew clay. she introduced me to a third. i don't know which of these was the most surprising

we were skating down the street and all of a sudden sam is on the sidewalk being super pissed. apparently he saw this ice and thought it was going to be frozen and wanted to skate over it. instead it broke and his board got soaked. still, a pretty epic thought.
ran in to this motley crew at 4 a.m. on the subway platform as i was boarding the manhattan bound. later!

"I remember being in her father's basement workshop
when we picked up an unknown man sobbing
over the shortwave radio"

from "Classic Water" by David Berman

drawers, bores

isak after a double shot of tequila- "I like to feel shots."
the whole crew
old twenty


she's the realest thing teddy knows


the indianapolis star wants me to replace gary varvel.

i can still get the sides dishes!
i was rolling up to laf and the pigs, security bros and ambulance are all in the mix. i stopped to shoot a photo and once the pig saw what i was doing he shined his light on me in an attempt to mess up the shot. nice try! then up near the doors there was the whole crew around this nyu dude who was trying to convince them that he had only had one beer. they weren't hearing it and excorted him into the ambulance

2/14

i got this in the mail from my parents today! thanks, guys. I hope you all got something as nice done for you. Happy Valentines Day!

new movie coming winter 08

In a world where crime is the universal language and scum are its residents, two cops, worlds apart must band together to save humanity. Jericho Lightening is a california cop, with a wreckless, but powerful style and attitude like the blue waves that crash upon the sun-soaked beach. Jericho's partner, Tokyo Manko, chooses to keep his words and ideas silent and to himself, but don't take him for a small, innocent asian detective. Oh no, Tokyo's strength may not be untamed like the malibu shore, his power is illusive, like the beauty of a black lotus in the midst of many white lotus. Together, these two unlikely partners, will clash culture, and do there best to stop a worldwide terrorist plot. At least, you'd better hope so....they're are only hope.

I was driving home early sunday morning through bakersfield
Listening to gospel music on the colored radio station
And the preacher said, you know you always have the
Lord by your side

And I was so pleased to be informed of this that I ran
Twenty red lights in his honor
Thank you jesus, thank you lord

from "Far Away Eyes" by The Rolling Stones

Apologia pro Poemate Meo

reminded me of that old slap tshirt with the birds on it that said "there is a better way to live"

i met a snowbro at blades today. he was standing in the window being really stoked on fully flared
perhaps not quite as good at punjabi, but within my daily walking pattern
a homeless dude sleeping over a heating grate in the middle of a mild snowstorm.

call for entries!!

for the first annual morethangalenandmiles short writing contest!

Here is the deal: I figure that two minutes a day is a reasonable amount of time to spend looking at this blog. I decide to have a contest that is open to anyone, and what you have to do is submit the best piece of writing that takes about two minutes to read. it can be anything, from a character sketch to a gnarly story to whatever else you think is cool. i think a reasonable example of length is my gnarliest story ever, which you can find linked on the right side of this page at the bottom of the february entries.

don't be dissuaded if you don't usually write, and this is the reason why:

everyone fills out a bracket for march madness, even if you don't particularly care about basketball. then you throw five dollars into a pot and you have something to care about for the next month. maybe you win, maybe you don't. this is what you'll have a chance to do in this contest, except with your best writing instead of guessing the skills of random athletes who are in many cases younger than you.

the first sixteen people to contact me and make arrangements to send me the five dollar entry fee will be accepted. We can meet up if you're in new york, or you can mail me the money if you aren't in the city. location doesn't matter and i'll take you at your word if you send me the email, which is your agreement to pay. That gives a grand total of 80 dollars in the pot. I will take eight dollars (ten percent), which seems reasonable for the work I'll be putting in to it. That leaves 72 to be split amongst everyone else.

i will randomly pair each person off with someone, and those will be the first round of stories. I will post the pieces in these pairs, and all of the participants will vote on who should move on. There are sixteen participants and then i will have a vote. that brings the total to 17, which assures that there won't be any ties.

the people who lose in the first round won't get any money. sorry. but you had fun, just like you will when you drop 5 dollars on the tournament bracket next month. and you tested your mettle in the meantime. everyone who makes it to the second round will at least win back his admission fee. you will create a new piece for the next round, which will pair off against some else. if you make it to the next round, you get five more dollars and another chance to write something. if you make it to the finals, you submit your final entry and you get a chance to win. the winner wins 22 dollars. three runners up get 10 dollars. the other four people who made it out of the first round will get five.

don't be a wuss. email me to confirm your entry, or if you have any questions/comments. galen.dekemper@gmail.com

call for fun...

call jasonwear at: 917-476-9556

oh yeah, i was puking last night. i got power faded. speaking of getting power faded no one does it better than taji.