JCC The JC Metaphysical, Esoteric, Improvisational Theater Company

Not again

 

Por Favor?

 

Poor flavor.

 

Floor paver.

 

Five and Dime.

 

Jive and rhyme

 

Inverted imperialism will sink the boat.

 

THE CUPETH BE HALF EMPTY...

 

zero point five wows

 

December, December.

 

The ten thousand things rise and fall without cease.

 

Salmon hahaha salmon.

 

i'd like to call a toast.

 

The piece of strange hardened substance wrapped around my shattered limb is black like my tortured soul.

 

I can cook spaghetti.

 

Fixed.

 

transfixed by six sticks. say that fast.

 

The pain killers will only allow me to recite Dick and Jane, but I think I do it beautifully.

 

it's not really a question of the how. but i suppose i can see how you'd think so.

 

I'm more transfixed on the why at the present moment.

 

as usual, i'm hung up on the lando system.

 

It is not a man...

 

indeed, more machine.

 

My last job was programming binary load lifters.