JF Mingione: writings

Now that OV (Outer Voice) posted last week (see below--"prior entry") I want to clarify a few things. Yes, it’s quite true I was living in some one’s basement--hey, I didn’t even know who’s it was…and I didn’t even know I was locked up because I was having a lot of fun. And I was a little surprised... Sign in to see full entry.

PUBLIC NOTICE: It has come to my attention that people are complaining about the music (and they’re calling it strange sounds) that’s coming from my adobe, and a few of you might have received some off-beat emails. I’d like to tell every one, right now, that none of this is coming from me. Its all... Sign in to see full entry.

Now, I’m not splitting hairs on my chinney-chin-chin, but I’m wondering if some songs would be the songs they are if there were not a certain singer they seen to be written for--though they are evidently not, and rarely happens that way. Can you imagine Sinatra singing “Rags to Riches” and Tony... Sign in to see full entry.

So Rolly Poley rides again, kicking dust at his faithful horse, The Steed leaving behind some amazement (and a lot of coughing) Hey, where did everybody go? And then this voice.."And no touchy the painting! You try to touchy horizon with forefinger, whole hand will disappear!" Chineese-Jewish... Sign in to see full entry.

Must I smile within this integer Of understanding This unclasped moment Of all my beginnings? Or should I let my heart flutter With butterfly wings Seeking today the cups of tomorrow? I would wonder, if I could, Of undefined grace, or This sparrow of my shortcomings Sign in to see full entry.

There’s a lot to be said about hipsterism When you’re walking down 2nd street with Nothing but music in your pockets Something special about being alive Though I can’t put my finger on it But for one moment in time To experience everything at once Music has no essense But the experince does Sign in to see full entry.

And I thought it was spelled “deprecating“, because how else can you do it to yourself Which is why I wanted to study with Rodney Dangerfield But he died before I arrived So, I thought I would go to Joan Rivers who seems to be still alive (at least for now) But she throws me overboard Which was a... Sign in to see full entry.

Not that I’m complaining, but where’s the suds? In the 18th century no one had soap which is why a lot of smells were commonplace and taken for granted. And if you wanted to cross the street, watch out you don’t slip in horse dung. But if you had your own cow, you can always go out and milk it. Yes,... Sign in to see full entry.

OK. SO I GAVE MYSELF A BIG HUG TODAY BECAUSE I NEEDED IT AND IT WAS REALLY GREAT TO BE WELCOMED HOME EVEN IF I HAD TO DO IT MYSELF AND BESIDES, I REALLY NEEDED TO TAKE MY SHOES OFF....AHHHHH SO, HERE I AM IN MY DECOMPRESSION CHAMBER HAVING A COUPLE OF BEERS--HEY, WHO NEEDS THE BENZ? AND THAT'S WHEN... Sign in to see full entry.

spunk, waddle, and contortions does Rubber Maid still make glue? I'll get it together if I can get my shoes back from Bridgeport (well, I was just there, wasn't I?) and the only reason I got lost is because it looked the same as any other place I've been except for the name of the streets & the 2... Sign in to see full entry.