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Monday, December 29, 2008

GB Juice

goodbye juice
it's been good to know you
point to the places you'd like to have seen
goodbye juice
now how will i know you?
i don't know what else I'd liked to have seen

Wednesday, December 24, 2008


Hank Jennings got a bag of cash
To turn a man from flesh to ash
So somebody could steal his mill.
Hank Jennings doesn't mind a kill.

Hank Jennings likes to have some money
To treat himself and treat his honey.
You only live once so why not live well?
A wasted life is early Hell.

Friends are nice and women too
But nicer still is being you
And being that at every second.
Some people are just pushed and beckoned.

And that's their choice and good for them.
Their wasted days can be a gem.
Some people have just what they covet.
And fate is clearly a part of it.

But fate helps those with stronger wills
And that's why they've a lot more bills.
Norma couldn't understand
But she'll smile with a new ring on her hand.

All the world is for the taking.
Anyone who says different is only faking,
Only kidding and hurting themself.
They'll never have much on their shift.

Me, I smile and do the thing
That helps me pay for Norma's ring.
Because I like it when she smiles
Almost as much as money piles.

Because the chance knocks on my door
And we can always use some more.
So he'll get his and I'll get mine.
Some other jerk will cut the pine.

And I'll go on my merry way.
Everyone should be Hank Jennings for a day.
But not much longer, otherwise
I'd be pushed around by other guys.

The Freedom for Animals association on Second Avenue is the secret headquarters of the Army of the 12 Monkeys. They're the one's that are gonna do it.

Have a Merry Christmas!

my recent dreams:
a blonde i used to know turned brunette and she looked at me with round blue eyes on her skinny face, curly bangs, and I told her to look at me again because her eyes reminded me of her and she said:
enough of that mood of infestation
i said:
do you mean infatuation?
she had a boyfriend and i kissed her when her eyes were closed and she thought I was him.
a different blonde had a party on park street in whitewater and was so unenthusiastic about my being there that i left. i was so hurt that i started a fight with this guy from high school and instead of him being pissed, he said, "parker, that's not like you. are you alright?"
he offered to give me a ride home.
suddenly, i woke up in the morning and had blacked out but i wasn't hung over. i had a hair braid in my pocket in the shape of a star and a single strand of blond hair was in it.
me and sean walked along park street in whitewater and neither of us could remember what high school class we were late for. we talked about a band that doesn't exist called Nyl Starr.
someone opened a suitcase full of blow in fairhaven parking lot.
i played tackle football.
a girl told me she wanted to meet me by way of the black replaceable letters on a liquor store sign. we met at a strip mall. no big deal.
Whadjadoo if I called you now
And all I did was bark and growl?
If I touched you would you yak?
Would you have a heart attack?

Whadjadoo id I said what I meant?
If I took off my glasses and wasn't Clark Kent?
How often do you think of me?
I'll bet someone still makes your tea.

I dream about your blue round eyes.
I dream your hair turned dark from dyes.
I dream that you aren't you and that
I kiss you on a welcome mat.

Monday, December 15, 2008

Iteration 17294530

Si qui que ce soit puisse entendre ceci, je vais essayer d'aller jusqu'au Rocher Noir. Veuillez nous aider. Ils sont tous morts. Ils sont morts. Il les a tués. Ils les a tués tous. Je vais essayer d'aller jusqu'au Rocher Noir.

forty-one days

Thursday, December 11, 2008

Breaking News!

Breaking News: Butterfingers Jones Carries Three Crystal Chandeliers and A Carton of Eggs at the Same Time across Banana Peel Lane

Breaking News: There’s A Deer in the Road!

Breaking News: I Just Did Fifteen Consecutive Head Spins and am Perfecting the Worm

Breaking News: Nobody Reads the Fucking News Anymore

Monday, December 1, 2008

Arthur Miller's Ode to Harper's Nuts

Harper's Nuts

Got that feeling in your gut?
Wanna feel just like King Tut?
Get on up and off your butt!
Why not try a Harper's Nut?

Wanna rank above the cut?
Five below par at put-put?
Wanna live in Pizza Hut?
Go to the party in Eyes Wide Shut?
Wanna have a ball or what?
Come on, have a Harper's Nut!

It makes the little doves go "coo!"
Good for sheep, sharks or for shrew.
Apes like nuts and lemurs too.
Come and feed them at the zoo.
Not for others, but for you!
Try a Harper's Nut or Two!

This morning I sat down and had a black cup of coffee and a bowl of Cinnamon Toast Crunch and milk. I finished the cereal and then put two spoonfuls of cinnamony milk in the coffee. Wow!