Loving the Illegal Alien

mexican radios squawk contraband
music in the shadow of well-
muscled tattoos and mustachioed muchachos.
oil spill perfume bubbles in broken
swinging pinata
light.
everything must swing! that is the jazz
of gangland and
the hangman
alike.


Love, Joe Nolan

My New Song

Wake me in the morning in the middle of a dream
Wake me with another dream besides
Catch me unaware like Autumn in the air
Catch me where my secret prayer resides
Don't speak riddles baby
Don't speak rhymes
Speak it straight plain and true
Like a river runnin' to the sky between the pines
Runnin' right back to you

Show me where you're at with your Michigan hands
Kiss me while we listen to those Michigan bands
Hey what would you say if I could find my way back home

Wake me in the daytime in the middle of a dream
Wake me with a coffee colored kiss
Whisper in cinnamon, sugar and cream
Reminding me of all the things I miss
Don't be bitter baby don't be cold
Patience is a virtue but it's hard
Like the ice on the walk on the summertime chalk
Through the Winter in your front yard

Show me where you're at with your Michigan hands
Kiss me while we listen to those Michigan bands
Hey what would you say if I could find my way back home

Wake me in the nighttime in the middle of a dream
Wake me with the dream you dream tonight
Tell me where you stray when you slip so far away
And girl what pulls you back into the light
But don't you worry baby there's no hurry
The dawn it has a way all of it's own
Like one water drop will freeze and stop
And split right through the center of a stone

Show me where you're at with your Michigan hands
Kiss me while we listen to those Michigan bands
Hey what would you say if I could find my way back home


Love, Joe Nolan

In the Event of the End of the World

now,
with the moon tucked
in the corner of your eye,
will you see the night for what it truly is
or insist
again
that stars are shards of daytime's ruin
and that wine is just
a purple
lie?

Love, Joe Nolan

Suspicious Ballistics (Thoughts on Dick Cheney's Shotgun)

white viper hulk curls
in hot Texas dust like
spilt milk in your speckled sparrow eye.
suspicious ballistics, debauched
coronation and
this diamond moment.


Love, Joe Nolan

Giant Sleeps

Ok,

so,


We meet where catacomb
machines dream
another world -
myself and
the girl
with the opal laughters that
shatter
with smoothe smells
of antique pleasure.

Happy Valentine's Day

Love, Joe Nolan

Oodles of Noodles

Ok,

so,

here is a recipe I made up the other day.

Cook up a bunch of rice noodles. Not too long! Less than 3 minutes seems optimal. Now in a bowl mix up a basic vinaigrette with 1 part rice wine vinegar and 3 parts sesame oil. Now add hot chili oil and soy sauce to taste. Put this in a pan and heat it up. Add peanut butter to the mix until you are satisfied with the blend.

Add meat or veggies throw it all together and enjoy a delicious meal as you peruse the ups and downs of the silver market.

Love, Joe Nolan

Phoe Phi Pho Phum

Ok,

so,

This just in...

The Phoe has dyed his hair burgundy. I have not actually seen it, but he was really excited the other night between rinses.

He has also gone to Lone Wolf tattoo and had his ears pierced.

He has steel loops in them right now but he might look great with diamond stud earrings.

Love, Joe Nolan

I Will Shoot You in the Face

Ok,

so,

How about that Dick Cheney gun incident?

What a psycho/moron.

I am not going to dive off into some wild theory (yet), but I am a little unsure about how you are bird hunting and then you shoot someone in the face???

I have never been bird hunting, but i have experience with guns and I have blasted my share of rabbits (try hitting a hare on the run with a .22 bullet) and I have never shot anyone.

How do you shoot at something in the air (even at a low altitude) and hit someone in the face?

That dude should get some New York lawyers and a bad attitude.

Can't wait to watch this story continue to spin.


Love, Joe Nolan

Dark, Darker, Darko

Ok,

so,

Donnie Darko is one of those movies that really does deserve the hype that has surrounded it. In many ways the Darko universe(s) is as complex and interesting as the world of the Matrix (and similar in many ways). The key differences seem to be that the Matrix is couched inside of a bloodthirsty kung fu, gun-flick, while Darko is a love story with a great soundtrack and beautiful, moody cinematography.

I dig 'em both, but it is interesting to me that Darko took years to catch on and create the cult it has earned, while the Matrix was a hit out of the box. It makes me wanna rev up my search engine optimization and find The Answers.

Love, Joe Nolan

Smurfalicious

Ok,

so,

I am watching the Director's Cut of Donnie Darko. I have been listening to the audio commentary which features writer/director Richard Kelly and his pal Kevin Smith (Clerks , Mallrats, Dogma).

Right now they are talking about the "Smurfs" scene where Donnie explains the true origins of Smurfette, the evil spy created by Gargamel, as well as the asexual nature of the smurfs themselves who are smoothe and blue where their genitals ought to be.

Perhaps that is why the Smurfs have such a placid, cooperative culture.

Don't forget your Valentine's Day flowers. My advice is to avoid roses. They are a cliche and you seem like a fool dragging them around. In my experience, the ladies appreciate a little imagination.

Love, Joe Nolan