I hate them I hate them I hate them I hate them!
…..but I’ll do it. Damn you Discotrash! DAMN YOU!
ok… so the deal is that I’m stranded on an island with only the bible ( or for us folks that don’t believe in an all knowing dude with superpowers floating around in space; a big book of weirdly written short stories) the complete works of Shakespeare and I get to pick some stuff, compliments of a surly genie in a bottle. 1 essential, 1 luxury, & 1 book.
Book- Tom Robbins “Still Life with Woodpecker”(and as I’ve already read it dozens of times I would start devising codes using a complicated counting system with the words to send myself exotic messages)
Essential item- A lifetime supply of moleskin notebooks (unlined) and black sharpie pens (the no bleed-through ones)
Luxury item- A lifetime supply of Alexander Keith’s India Pale Ale. (The bottles would later be used to send my semi coherent ramblings out to sea. It would be like a blog with a really slow refresh button.)
This is my last meme ever. To prove my point, I tag no one.
Hey no one, you’re it!















