After reading this mornings newspaper, I now know as a species , the human race is doomed. I look on the front page of The Boston Herald to find people are getting shot at Wal-mart over the release of the new Sony play station. Riots and stampedes are erupting over a simple video game console. What is wrong with the world today? People are insane! Does this thing come with a complimentary kilo of smack or something if you are one of the first fifty buyers. I can see it now! Come along little ...

Ketamine Cowboys The face of evil is always the face of total need. William S.Burroughs Sleepless nights have a way of bringing back strange memories. I'm presently laying on a couch in a luxury hotel suite. My thoughts have drifted back to my time as a Ketamine cowboy in Hamilton, Ohio, the first place I arrived when I fled from the law. Culture shock was the first thing I'd experience. The city was full of a strange white-trash, back-woods type of hillbilly people turned suburbanites. Hamil...

Running on Empty “Birth of the Saint” By Edaurdo Jones Approximate word count: TBD Copyright @ 2006 Edaurdo Jones Birth of the Saint The strongest Know death is final, and the happiest are those gifted with the shortest journey.....Charles Bukowski It's funny how real recognizes real. When I first moved to Columbus, I had only a handful of people I even talked to. For the first couple of months, I mostly hung out with this wannabe drug dealer, Hosh. I had met him through my roommate. Hosh als...

Ketamine Cowboys Sleepless nights have a way of bringing back strange memories. I'm presently laying on a couch in a luxury hotel suite. My thoughts have drifted back to my time as a Ketamine cowboy in Hamilton, Ohio, the first place I arrived when I fled from the law. Culture shock was the first thing I'd experience. The city was full of a strange white-trash, back-woods type of hillbilly people turned suburbanites. Hamilton is the largest city in the United States not to have a major highwa...

Running on Empty “Introduction” By Edaurdo Jones Approximate word count: TBD Copyright @ 2006 Edaurdo Jones WARNING… THIS BOOK CONTAINS A MADMAN'S LIFE STORY. IF YOU ARE EASILY OFFENDED, OR HAVE A WEAK STOMACH, PUT THIS BOOK DOWN IMMEDIATELY! THE AUTHOR WILL NOT BE HELD ACCOUNTABLE FOR ANY MENTAL ANGUISH CAUSED FROM READING THIS BOOK. NOR WILL THE AUTHOR TAKE RESPONSIBILITY IF THIS BOOK FALLS INTO YOUR CHILDREN'S HANDS. WITH THIS SAID, PLEASE READ ON… Introduction “A man can only live on his...

Running on Empty “Don't Make Me Take You Out For Pizza” By Edaurdo Jones Approximate word count: TBD Copyright @ 2006 Edaurdo Jones Don't Make Me Take You Out for Pizza The combination of Benzodiazepines, alcohol, and stress can be a violently lethal one. This is a fact my friend Bern found out the hard way. To say Bern is anti-social would be an understatement. You see, Bern is your typical introverted artist - a brilliantly talented introverted artist. He is also one of the most passive ag...

Running on Empty “Birth of the Saint” By Edaurdo Jones Approximate word count: TBD Copyright @ 2006 Edaurdo Jones Birth of the Saint It's funny how real recognizes real. When I first moved to Columbus, I had only a handful of people I even talked to. For the first couple of months, I mostly hung out with this wannabe drug dealer, Hosh. I had met him through my roommate. Hosh also happened to be a compulsive liar. He was always telling me how he was Italian and his father was this high-rankin...

BIRTH OF THE SAINT It's funny how real recognizes real. When I first moved to Columbus, I had only a handful of people I even talked to. For the first couple months, I mostly hung out with this wannabe drug dealer, Hosh. I had met him through my roommate. Hosh also happened to be a compulsive liar. He was always telling me how he was Italian and his father was this high-ranking Mafioso. Now you could take one look at the boy and clearly tell the kid didn't have a drop of any Mediterranean blo...

Ketamine Cowboys Sleepless nights have a way of bringing back strange memories. I'm presently laying on a couch in a luxory hotel suite. My thoughts have drifted back to my time as a Ketamine cowboy. Hamilton,Ohio the first place I arrived when I fled from the law. Culture shock was the first thing I'd expeirence. The city was full of a strange white-trash, back-woods type of hillbilly people turned suburbanites. Hamilton is the largest city in the United States not to have a major highway ru...

I’ve been awakened by the sounds of clucking chickens. It’s a raw, rainy day in the brook. So why am I hearing chickens? There’s not a farm within thirty miles of my home. Wait! Those aren’t chickens! I realize as I clear the cob webs from my head, the taste of Johnnie walker still strong In my mouth, is clinging to my rancid breath like the nauseating smell of a NYC sewer. That’s the sound of female chatter and giddy laughter. But wait! What’s that clicking sound? No, it can’t be… I slowly ...