Back to Blog II--Dave Dimp lashes out at aromatherapy!

I smell better but I sure don't feel better

See, now isn't this nicer just doing a everyday kind of blog instead of that confusing stuff that comes out of Professor Pille's Institute? Maybe I should get on my cell-phone and call Tony Pill--that marketing genius I know from school--and see if he'd be willing to do some more postings and then we can get pop-ups, which I love. No blog is complete without sensitive poems so here's another one. I stayed up till 2 AM (!) smoking my pipe and drinking cocoa working on it! If I could get more rhymes in there I think I could be a famous rapper! Now if I can just figure out some way to make this background darker and get some candles up here. I titled this...

Nightmare in Big Bad Old Bumbletown

My pillow explodes with a frenzy of fireworks!/Dreams of lost albatrosses crashing through my bedroom window!/ A blunderbuss concussion!/The thousand sinless angels' wings erupt from an empty alabaster husk/ Cold nickel touches my cheek, then flies to a cobwebbed corner and Jefferson giggles/My change is loose/The duckie-bedecked comforter--no comfort to me--rockets to the ceiling, scattering ribbon candy shrapnel and shattered seashells gathered by Sally at the seashore/Way too many cocoas last night!

[Editor's Note: We're letting Dave play while we take a breather and get some dinner down at the Portville Snack Shack, which, despite the name and atmosphere, is a five-star restaurant. Erden humor. Dave frequently offers rich evidence for a widely held belief here at the Institute that poetry is, in fact, the lowest form of artistic expression, along with ballet, natch. Both "art forms," curiously, are about the oldest known, predating even graffiti, which is also part of the Muse's triumvirate (or quartet--see below) of mediocrity. It may be a case where older does not always mean better, just older. Curiously, poetry, dancing, and graffiti (making a mess on a wall or canvas, peeing to mark territory, as opposed to painting, which is something else entirely) are the three primary forms of artsy self-expression on "da Urth" right now, a fact that provides additional weight to our beliefs. Oh, add in banging on logs and that about covers kultur]