Saturday, October 13, 2012

There's a been a general quality of sludginess recently.  Big, small, loose, firm.  It's just kind of sludge and more difficult to clean up after.

Monday, October 1, 2012


I was traveling this weekend.  Always an interesting time for crapping - not cooking in the way you would at home, new places to poo, perhaps fewer poos if you're busy and/or staying in a crowded place.  These things were all in effect.

However, I did leave in the city of Providence one tremendous crap.  In size, in relief it induced, in smell, in location.  Just all around.  Taken under the stairs (in a bathroom of course) of a historic building which was largely deserted, a very small room with old plumbing and a toilet bowl that amplified both sound & smell in a less than flattering way.  Felt right as rain thereafter.

And I became wistful for the parts of my life, mostly college and shortly thereafter, wherein I could be alone in a remarkable place, crapping the night away in a compelling fashion.  But these days I sure appreciate it every time I do.