i’m going to run out in my
’87 Camaro
to the video store
i want to rent a couple of tapes
perhaps an oliver gets stoned film
maybe i’ll stop by camelot and pick up the new prince and cure cassettes while i’m at it
i shouldn’t tempt myself
waldenbooks is right next door
i can’t forget to buy stamps and mail my letters
either way
i have to get back in time to watch
cheers
and thirtysomething
i’m turning my pager off
gonna get drunk on swing-top grolsch beer
i intend to fall asleep reading the new kurt vonnegut novel
my father’s family won’t believe my brother
is dying
of aids
i think the bengals are going all the way
to the superbowl this year