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Posted on 06.15.05 by Widge @ 5:31 pm
…in the bathroom this morning, and it was coveting my Red Bull. I knew when I stepped into the shower, it would go for my Red Bull. I had visions of either dealing with a drowned fly in my Red Bull, or a fly hopped up on Red Bull flying around the house, like something out of Joe Cartoon. So, yeah, I drank my Red Bull in the shower. What? Don't look at me like that. Filed under: Insomnia
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Posted on 06.02.05 by Widge @ 8:23 am
You're reading this off a Starbucks cup, which means one of three things: you're a trendy asshole, you fished the thing out of the garbage, or you, like me, just genuinely like Starbucks coffee. If you're like me, it's early in the morning when you're reading this, so the last thing you want is some pseudo-deep crap about saving the whales or loving your inner self, not to mention the indignity of being preached to by a goddamn paper cup. So let's just not do any of that and say we did, huh? You're welcome. – John Robinson If you're a trendy asshole or fished this cup out of the garbage and feel cheated, go to www.starbucks.com/wayiseeit. Filed under: Insomnia
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Posted on 05.27.05 by Widge @ 6:42 pm
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Posted on 03.12.05 by Widge @ 2:41 pm
As Lord Fanny once said, "Nothing exceeds like excess." I think I'm in love. Click on the pic to go worship. Filed under: Insomnia
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Posted on 03.11.05 by Widge @ 12:32 pm
You could ask Dindrane nicely to tell you filthy things to scrawl on it in Latin. You could walk around the office with "FNORD" or "FHTAGN" scrawled on it and see who catches it first. You could draw a chalk outline of your favorite cartoon character. You could sit in a meeting and every time a particular person says something, just glare at them and make a new ticky mark on the mug–just to unnerve them. Or more meeting fun…play tic tac toe on it to pass the time. Or Hangman, even. The possibilities are endless, really. Filed under: Insomnia
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Posted on 03.06.05 by Widge @ 7:32 pm
So I'm not sure how well this is going to work, but hey, I'll try anything once. I keep seeing that 120+ BPM music automatically jacks up your awareness and adrenaline, so I'm doing the following: 1. Assigning BPM to my MP3s by using MixMeister's free analyzer. 2. Creating a new Smart Playlist in iTunes that has 120+ BPM music. We'll see how well it works. All I can say is that it needs some tweaking. Some songs you wouldn't think would qualify actually do. Going from Ministry to the Chiffons is a real moodshifter, for example. Filed under: Insomnia
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John Robinson is a writer of prose, poetry and comics who also writes under
the pseudonym of Widgett Walls.
This is my latest book. Short stories written especially for you, or at least someone who reminded me a lot of you at the time.
