well what the hell?

i figured why not, with you cretins so persistant and all. ill try not to be too frequent about this, so as to uphold my 'aura of the asshole' role, but of course im not really an asshole. its just fun to act like one. and now that i am one, i have to cling to it. does that make sense? does the world make sense? life is an ink spill and an accident? hello?

i suppose we are all so voraciously contributing to this community well of words and wisdom to share with our distanced brothers, sisters, mom and....rafalouski...what exactly it is we are doing with our various lives.
here's a summary:
mom: worrying about rain cycling into and out of this cave-dwelling demon called sumppump's oral orifice, in the cold stone basement beneath her floors. working at the cameron park library, and being seriously entertained by 'greys anatomy.' buying me delicious food.
dad: working vigorously toward a healthy courtship with simon the grey and befuddled cat. falling asleep prematurely during western films. helping me steal my cash back from the authorities (taxes).
adrienne: omilordshe'smarriednow! yes, addies life may look picturesque from where you're all standing, but if you had my view, you'd see what she's really up to....ponder that one, minions...onions....
heather: frantically failing college, but keeping up a stonewall front displaying her forged grades, forged graduation letters, etc., etc. give up the methamphetamines, heather. youre crashing. hard. on a bike. into a streetside gutter. like where i found my waterlogged, deceased ipod yesterday afternoon. still in its neon green jogging sweater...
matt: investing deeply in the big o tires stock market. buying raybans and modifying his humble nissan sentra with a stylish new convertible top! as seen on tv. also, matt spends his evenings experimenting with the inner workings of amy's brain, of course while she is under heavy dosages of anesthesia, of course. of course,,,,ofcourseofcourseofcourse...
mikie: recently sold his wife, firstborn child, and duplex for the small east-indian ocean island province of thalawachini. we'll miss him so, but he informed my manager earlier this day that we all will be invited bianually to attend the manmade volcano eruption festivals they hold once a month. we will stay at his white and heavily furnished hotel, Fandalidoman's, which he too owns. thanks!
darin: conspiracies. top secret. cant talk here. meet me at foggyhill lamppost, make sure you bring the money, the hag, the body, and the riches and rags. dot dot dash hyphen dot.
amy: heavy anesthesia....for the good....of...sci...en...ce......
which brings me to myself:.....

tune in next week folks, for the second installment of joey's attempt at being kind of funny and a little obscure but still be posting on this and still being the aura of the asshole..!!!!!!!!!!!