by jhon baker

a comment of mine from another blog…

I once had to put a bullet from my .38 special snub nose revolver through my GPS navigator. It started with getting me lost in Chicago and finally drew it’s last straw when it refused to update after I bought a new map set for fifty bucks. This properly served as a warning to all my other electrical devices which began to act properly afterward.

 said other blog can be read here.

but the story is true only it belonged to my wife and became rather unnecessary with her acquisition of an iPhone.

rest in peace Jack, I don’t follow in your footsteps but thank you for inspiring me to make my own.

a poetry repost – but whose offended?

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I want to see a bull gore a toreador

I want to see a bull gore a toreador.

I only ever pray when an
ambulance goes by
other wise,
I don’t believe.

it’s madness but
why can’t it be cancer?
something nice and clean?

I hope this made you spill your tea.

– Hoc Scripsi 

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6 Comments to “”

  1. You know when they take over, your name is gonna be on their priority list, right?
    And judging by the things my phone can do, it probably won't be long…

    As to the poem, if I had been drinking tea, I would indeed have spilt it.

  2. Yep, and he gave me that GPS thingie to me as a Birthday gift! Ha, after that the neighbors thought we were even weirder than before!

  3. “why can't it be cancer?”

    Yeah. At least then they could stick me in the microwave with the popcorn and maybe I'd be well.

  4. We should have a GPS burning party. I'm sure you would have a huge turn-out.
    I love the poem Jhon. There's something to be said for the longing I feel to have something be black and white instead of the shades of grey…

  5. Just the image of bull goring anyone makes me spill my tea. Or wine.

  6. Bullet to the GPS? Nice one Jhon…..Ha!

    The poem- says it all, no?

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