I’m completely obsessed with speed. I just realized. Meth and speed.
Case in point… this last post.
I’m wasted drunk. I am confused by Twitter. I try to convey my confusion through my ramblings.
It always comes back to speed… ADHD children and their kiddie crack… meth…
If we scroll down:
Twitter = crack
Trader Joes = meth
Doctors = pills = pharmacopeia = meth
I can only compare anything that I ever observe or process through speed. It just always comes full circle. Ask me a question about anything… my answer will probably veer toward some sort of analogy related to how speed is administered in society or how speed is injected intervenously… I may drift off into Ketamine territory or something once in a while… but for the most part: Speed!
Anything… I can probably connect cats to speed, give me a word that I don’t know the definition of… I’ll probably phonetically connect it to speed.
Contact Solution… speed
The Oscars… speed
Hair clips… speed [I already have one for this… but this is another story]
Ramen Noodles… speed [another one I already have a story for]
A non-working Palm Treo… speed
White Eyeliner… speed
Black Eyeliner… speed
And so on and so forth.
I guess on 23rd Street, everything equals speed.