happy frank

SEARCHING FOR SUGAR MAN! That is an amazing story. I mean, that shit is extraordinary. And don't give it away for god's sake. don't fucking look up the movie. the movie's a normal-ass documentary except for some irritating extra effects. the point is the story, which is utterly stupefying, and spoiling it for someone would physically sicken me. it is such a fucking extraordinary thing. god, what a wonderful thing.


I biked home behind a bus and it was amazing. It cut me off but then I realized it cut off the wind, which was cold and biting, so I rode like 10 feet behind it all the way home. It was kind of a crazy experience because I could basically only see this white square in front of me. All the bumps were horrendously surprising. It was like an inverted version of wearing some cyber headgear standing in some boring ass room. It was conceptually FANTASTIC to have the street unfurling beneath you out of a white square with that unchanging Sleepy's advertisement. It was a clean air bus, I noted all the way home, and I was glad because those fumes woulda been a bit much, like reenacting those nightmare videos of small town kids running in the fog of a DDT truck. It was also exciting because I was a bit anxious about not plowing headlong into the square; I watched for the brake lights very carefully. it was pretty awesome. i am feeling very happy right now, i should say.