Friday, February 4, 2011


5 random things just added to the new site, so if your on to my new hipness start being on to it and stuff. thanks for reading all this time on here, your the reason im moving forward, i should pay you money.

Tuesday, January 25, 2011

New Writering Area

Yes i have a website now --> <-- if it doesnt work comment below please and will work something out. I am willing to keep posting here along with my site for your viewing needs.

This blog will remain open for the time being considering the large amount of work i have in it.

If you use tumblr let me know, i have one now and i do some tumblr exclusives there. short poem like junk. its somethin cazjuice.something else. youll figure it out lol.

Anyways check out the new site, leave a comment. Tell me how bad it is.

Saturday, January 22, 2011

7 Parts Of A Man page 3

I sat alone in the sandbox it seemed. I had no grasp of time or space itself. I could not tell if it was day or night. Day could of have gone past and I would never noticed. I would of remained silently in my emotional seat in the sandbox of no return to never see the world again.

It began to rain.

It seemed like my life was stuck in slow motion. Like some evil spirit had snuck into my body and slowed me down from the inside out. It must of started with my heart because it moved the slowest.

My mother pulled me up gently and took my hand. She looked sullen as she guided my motionless body quickly out of the park. I hated her.

I don’t remember much of what happened or how much time has passed. I remember eating dinner in silence. I remember going to bed in silence and I remember being stuck at home the next day because it was still raining.

While it rained I just stared out the window as I thought about how wonderful it must be to rain. To be a droplet of water falling from the sky. Such a short and wonderful life. You see the end long before it arrives. All you have to do is enjoy the journey ahead of you. I wished for a life like that.

Her question were constant the whole day

“are you ok tommy?”

“is there a problem, whats wrong?”

“tommy are you sick?”

“tommy for the last time stop eating candy off the ground”

If candy was as easily accessible elsewhere, eating candy off the ground wouldn’t be a problem….

I knew there secret, they pretended it wasn’t true but I knew better. On the top shelves in there closet they hid there special adult candy. They hid it from me because they didn’t want to share. My parents were insanely mean.

I remember a year ago when I was 4. I was exploring the confines of there bedroom and I happened upon there open closet. There closet was usually closed tightly. What a lucky day I was having.

After 5 minutes of negotiating the chair from the kitchen into there bedroom I gained passage into the top shelf area of the closet, the place I’ve never seen them use before.

This where I discovered special adult candy for the first time. I was very happy.

I pulled down the whole box upon the ground for better inspection. How else was I suppose to see what was in the hidden box?

I’ve never seen this special kind of adult candy before. They were little square packages full of circular things. Now I’ve never had circular candy before so I had to open it.

Dam my child like hands.

The diaper changing lady I mean mom walked into room as I was getting closer to opening up the secret adult candy.

She let out a screw of horror. I have found her secret candy, she knew she had to share with me now.

I pointed at her with candy in my hand and defiantly said “NO MOMMY, NO MORE HIDING THE CANDY”

It was quite the battle after that. I shall remember it fondly for years to come. She wrestled me away from the box. She stole the candy back from me! She put all the candy back into its box and threw it into the closet and locked it! The evil witch!

This is when she turned around with such a red face of anger.

I ran.

She chased me all around the house till I was hiding so well she couldn’t find me. I hid for hours.

Even after my dad came home they couldn’t coax me out of my spot. I knew what was safe. It wasn’t in till they offered me candy did I come out. I was expecting them, to share some of there special adult candy but they didn’t. They gave me some of those rainbow twizzlers. And let me tell you this, I love rainbow twizzlers.

Ironically my mom tried the rainbow twizzler trick again on me. I had some, but I still didn’t talk to her.

She took the candy back. I yelled “GIVE ME BACK MY CANDY”

She smiled softly at me “tell me whats wrong tommy”

I sat on the corner of the couch, I crossed my arms and I looked as angry as I could. She put her arm around me and hugged me close.

“I don’t like the park its mean”

She frowned slightly and kept smiling at me “why don’t you like the park honey?”

“I said because its mean”

“could you tell me why its mean”

I didn’t answer back to her. She spoke again “maybe you could show me why its mean?”

I stared at the ground “maybe”

Friday, January 21, 2011

7 parts of a man page 2

I took a deep breath before i laid my feet upon the holy ground that is the sand of the playground. The haunts of our youth. Are little private paradise for which we use to escape the world we live in.

The sand crunched beneath my feat, i could already feel the sand seeping into my shoes and socks. I looked upon the splendor that was my land, the sandbox, it was my first and only love.

With this all said and acknowledged i took 7 singular footsteps forward, i sat down right in the heart of the sandbox, and i went "vroom vroom rawr im a construction truck watch out invisible sand people".

After 10 minutes of playing siege of the invisible sand people i realized someone has been standing in front of me for the last 5 minutes. I looked up and was greeted with the most peculiar look upon her face. Almost like she wasn't sure if she was confused or amused with me.

I was at most as confused as she may be so i went "vroom? vroom?" and moved the sand people eating tank around a little.

She giggled.

This is when i figured out that girls giggling is a good thing so kept going "vroom vroom ahh don't eat us sand people eating tank please please i have a family vroom vroom"

I continued impressing her with my sand eating truck abilities for a few minutes in till she spoke up to tell me how cool i was being.

giggle "your really stupid you know"

My eyes went big, my heart seemed to beat louder, my muscled tensed as i pushed the sand people eating tank deeper into the sand.

She smiled and walked away to the swing set as if she was perfectly content with life.

Tommy stared longingly into the sand as he tried to figure out the meaning of his life.

7 parts of a man Page 1

It was hot today, hotter then usual.

Why this lady kept on dragging me here to this so called park ill never know. Its the most annoying thing. What could be worse and more consistent then this? I really hope there isn't a place i have to goto for the majority of the year 5 days out of the week between the ages of 6 and 18.

I love being 5, its the best number there is.

We walked down the street from my house. The lady who turns out to be my mom is holding my hand.

Funny story. I didn't figure out she was my mom till i was 2, i just thought she was the lady that changed my diapers.

You ever realize when walking how bad the sidewalk is? It looks like girls did all work. I mean seriously its all bumpy and full of cracks, i fell 3 times yesterday walking to the park, 3 TIMES!

While were on the subject of girls. There gross, there disgusting, and they wear dresses.... One day i hope to grow up to the ripe age of 12, own a house, and have a dog.

Ok i wasn't walking to the park, i was running. But i was running from some crazy lady yelling at me. It turned out to be my mom telling to stop running because ill trip and fall, go figure.

This lady was still holding my hand all hard and stuff going on about like "Tommy stop yanking on my hand" "Tommy stop trying to run out into the road cars are coming" "Tommy don't you dare put that candy off the ground into your mouth!"

nag nag nag this lady never shuts up.

Today i brought my favorite sand based toy. A toy truck like a construction truck. I liked to make cool noises like "vroom vroom rawr im a construction truck watch out invisible sand people" when i played with it.

We crossed the road and where heading into the park now. I had my truck, the crazy lady finally let go of my hand. It was nothing but downhill from here. because the sidewalk went downhill toward the playground sandbox area.

Wednesday, January 19, 2011

Dramatic Walking

Ok this is just a bloggy posty thing so don't let the title confuzzle you with its confuzzleness.

So today i was babysitting down at my sister beth's house and i swear to god i never act like this but i was all dressed cool with my fleece and hoodie underneath so i had to the hood part over my head with my cool hawaii hat sticking out. And i had these cool wornish like jeans on that draped slightly over my awesome blue nikes.

I was like "wow i look cool and dramatic, this is some sweet dramatic walking i got going on"

I swear to god i was being that narcissistic or whatever the correct word is for that. Not am i only never like that but i only ever slip and fall on ice every 2 to 3 years. And thats impressive because i wear sneakers 24/7 365. For my whole life i have. And those are hard to walk on ice with.

So im thinking about my cool dramatic walking as i walk dramatically down the wintery street full of teen angst (sorry brian but i also love that term too) Then i see this jogger running down the street towards me and im like "i bet hill be impressed with my cool dramatic walking" this is when i slipped on the ice and fell on the ground.

My reflexes are whatever is faster then cats like. So i already half spun around as i fell and caught myself and moved my backpack out of harms way as i was falling. I was up in under 3 seconds.

One time when running sprints with my nephew a few summers ago early in the morning hours i slipped on wet grass and i spun around and got my feet running again before i even hit the ground, it was cool.

So as i got up and checked out my expensive laptop that i could afford to replace if it broke... (side CD DVD rom ejecter cover button pushing thing fell off, it went back on) I realized maybe i shouldn't be so conceited/narcissistic as im walking dramatically.

Life lesson, they hit you hard like the ground when you slip on ice sometimes.

Anyways Love Taxi is still going and there is at least one part left of it. It mite be split into 2 more parts, i haven't decided yet. Also im slightly considering making it a never ending story.

Also on a more serious long real story note. Im considering writing something called "7 parts of being a man" It will probably be 7 connected short stories that deal with 7 defining moments of a man's life. And is should progressively move along his life as he ages. It should be really cool and i need to write this down somewhere so i have motivation to do it. Ive already skipped one really good story idea because im lazy.

I have a plan, im going to plan out the 7 defining moments, then do stick figure drawings of each. This will motivate me to complete each story. I am a complete and utter genius, oops forgetting my life lesson from earlier, im am nothing more then a normal person. My glass is full of grape koolaid like everyone else's

And in honor of the long gone cartoon weeekenders "later days"

Monday, January 17, 2011

Love Taxi Part 3

After 5 minutes of Roxane arguing with her boss over the radio which in John just got bored halfway thru and just started staring out the window, there new direction came in a redo of there last direction, a u-turn so to speak.

And on that already written out statement of the obvious Roxane then turned her Love Taxi around and proceeded to do an actual u-turn back to The Mint on 43rd.

This is when Roxane started to talk about what they were doing "boss wants me to go back and pick up another passenger...." then John started talking back like they were having a conversation or something "well will the trip take long?" then Roxane replied back "not very, the person doesn't live that far away."

When they pulled up back to The Mint they were struck with the view of a man wearing skinny jeans, a shirt that barely covered his stomach, and he was red eyed like he was crying as he yacked and yacked and yacked on his stylish smart phone.

John noticed how pissed off Roxane was looking. She apparently didn't appreciate doing all the waiting she was doing. John jumped up as Roxane honked her horn as loud as she could "HONK HONK HONK MOVE YOUR ASS"

The skinny jean wearing dude closed his phone all rushed like and walked towards the Love Taxi as quickly as he could. He then leaned forward toward the drivers side window and asked if this was the right taxi. John couldn't help but notice and wonder why the skinny jean wearing dude was sticking out his rear end as he did this, something was definitely up with the skinny jean wearing dude.

Roxane told the skinny jean wearing dude that this was the only Love Taxi in the city and then asked what he then thought about that in a very not kind way. The skinny jean wearing dude then got in the backseat and was slightly taken back with John already being there.

Skinny jean wearing dude then complained about having to share a cab when he specifically asked for a private taxi, during all this he complained about his bad night and said his name was steve.

Ok he said stev'e so it sounded fancy but it was really steve.

Roxane just ignored "stev'e" and kept driving. John felt sorry for steve and started up some form of small talk that started like this.

John: So... dude... what up with the skinny jeans?
Stev'e: Skinny jeans happen to be very popular right now thank you very much
John: Is all your popularness what made you cry?
Stev'e: NO!!! what made me cry was my boyfriend breaking up with me for a GIRL!

Insert many minutes of awkward silence before John decides to talk again.

John: ohh umm ok?

Then for some reason this ticked off Steve and made him go into long rant about men and all awkward gay related things that John didn't really want to hear about. Roxane then gave John a are you kidding me look from her rear view mirror.

Then for some reason Stev'e got really quiet and then said "im really sorry, ive been talking too much, why dont you tell me a little about yourself?"

John was so confused by the randomness of the situation that just happened that he just started talking. John talked about his life and the night he was having and how he was trying to get back to loft/urban apartment. As he was talking he noticed steve was smiling, not a calm smile but one of those uh-oh smiles John knew all too well about.

Roxane then slammed on the breaks really hard because she was shocked by steve and she almost ran a red light because of it. The sudden stop threw steve against the taxi middle divider. John was ok because he was wearing a seat belt.

John helped stev'e off the floor of the taxi and made sure he was ok, this made steve look even weirder at John.

Then the craziest thing happened. Stev'e asked John to go get some coffee with him. Roxane's head almost exploded.

John wasn't sure what to say. John didn't want to be rude and John really didn't want to go out for coffee with some dude that wore skinny jeans. John pondered the situation while stev'e gave him hopeful stares. John didn't like stares.

John eventually answered with "Im sorry stev'e but i don't want to get coffee with you" Stev'e looked upset for a minute, then smiled and said ok. Roxane then stopped the taxi and they were at Stev'e's parents house.

Stev'e got out and said his good byes and was gone forever.

As they were driving away Roxane started to talk "I was scared there for a moment... i thought maybe..." then John cut in "you thought maybe what?" then Roxane said "thought maybe you were the kind of guy that uhh drank coffee?" John smiled a little "i prefer a cold glass of milk to coffee" then they both laughed for no reason.

Roxane told John that it was straight to his loft/urban apartment from here. John relaxed some in the backseat. Then john asked "why do you keep wanting me to not go out with these people?" Roxane swerved a little while driving because she didn't expect that question. She blushed slightly and replied "your kind of cute... and your really nice to people you've never met before..."

John stared at Roxane for a long time which made her really uncomfortable.

Then John said "well your cute too, does this mean the ride is free?" Roxane rolled her eyes and then turned the double time switch which made the price of the ride double as it was going....

John folded his arms angry like and sunk into his seat and stared into the wall in front him "i should of went for coffee...." Roxane then frowned and turned into one of those late night open all the time hole in the wall restaurants "ill buy?"