what was that? is that all there is? who is this? this is it.

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half & half

February 7, 2009

half the man you used to be
half full    or    half empty

use the force Luke
use the litter box Brad

Get up     get get get down
get down    to get up

A decent ascent preceding
An absent descent receding

Mature contenting
Adult consenting

The first step is admitting
You pooped your pants







So, fairly early on there’s a tension established between our protagonist and the setting, the situation. She pooped her pants and there’s more where that came from.  This is real drama. We, the viewers, the readers,  the audience…we’re immediately drawn in, taken, absorbed, concerned.  What’s she going to do now? Where is she? Where does she go from here? How’s she going to get out of this one?

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87 said...

come on whats a little poop between friends? Damn thats really shity, I was Like I never left.

Posted February 7, 2009 01:24 PM | Reply to this comment

wiskeylips said...

Poop back and forth...

Posted February 7, 2009 01:37 PM | Reply to this comment

gravy said...

in my minds eye she is in the tri delt sorority with bangles, your favorite colored hair perfect tits and a mini mini skirt with a latent thong for the later reveal. when she poops it comes out like the play-doh machine my son uses. then the rotund lady in the polka dot jersey(she really is kind of a bitch) comes up and asks the tri delt,"Delta delta delta? Can i helpya helpya helpya." then guffawing, she shoots up dravis like she has a motor underneath her with 150 rpm's in her pedal stroke.

Posted February 8, 2009 08:24 AM | Reply to this comment

gravy said...

in my minds eye she is in the tri delt sorority with bangles, your favorite colored hair perfect tits and a mini mini skirt with a latent thong for the later reveal. when she poops it comes out like the play-doh machine my son uses. then the rotund lady in the polka dot jersey(she really is kind of a bitch) comes up and asks the tri delt,"Delta delta delta? Can i helpya helpya helpya." then guffawing, she shoots up dravis like she has a motor underneath her with 150 rpm's in her pedal stroke.

Posted February 8, 2009 08:25 AM | Reply to this comment

pilder said...

the nostalgia wears off faster every time, until finally, there's none left. It doesn't just feel like you never left, you actually never leave. and you Mr. Gravy that's a scary dream. Good scary in a good way maybe John Waters way. In a Seattle from Ada County way.

Posted February 8, 2009 06:04 PM | Reply to this comment

pilderwasser replied to wiskeylips...

what are you eating under there?

Posted February 8, 2009 06:06 PM | Reply to this comment

RedKev replied to wiskeylips...

))<>(( Forever.

Posted February 8, 2009 10:40 PM | Reply to this comment

87 replied to RedKev...

whats up Kev been awhile

Posted February 9, 2009 09:49 AM | Reply to this comment

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