My Daaahd

Here's my dad and I around the same age, a side by side comparison:

it's hard to tell but we're the same person at this point.
it looks like he made an extra girl version of himself for to put his brain in when he gets old and sick so he can LIVE FOREVER.
thanks dad.
-Alise

Robot/Little Boys Battle

Here is the Great Garloo.

(this is Garloo and his baby Garloo aka Son of Garloo)
He is a robot swampman from space or something.
Anyway my dad was over at Frank's** house when he was a little boy, and that little maniac Frank had some robot I think it was this freak also from space named Big Loo.


So my dad totally left The Great Garloo at his house and suddenly, Frank disappears, moves away,
something,
won't return his calls.
He f***ing stole Garloo.
Well my dad bought himself a new Garloo about 5 or so years ago and pimped the shit out of it.

Crooked justice.

But. Justice.




**Names have been changed to protect the somewhat innocent.

Once outside of a bar in the east village a green beret read me a poem about Jackie O.


Sometimes it's to your advantage to have nothing to lose.

wouldn't you know it.

the next year is looming.
it will be a brutal courtship.
my knee hurts so i knew it would snow a little today.
did you miss it?
today, i think i'll take my life back.