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tough guy poetry and manly stories of loneliness
all contents copyright Jon Rolston 2004, 2005, 2006

March 26, 2012

the internet site taste is perfect

Found the infamous Anton LeVey’s business card at the flea. He started the Church of Satan at the site where my local postal branch is today.

Looked out my window after a weekend of rain and someone tagged the truck. Why take a picture and show you? Why even mention it? Just a routine thing now. It doesn’t even make me mad. Just another line on the to-do list.

As far as the shop goes, by the time you figure 9% sales tax, 3% for the credit card company, 2 grand a month for rent and bills, the money spent on inventory, and the time spent watching the shop, I earn about 80 cents an hour. Then the IRS wants 30% of that.

None of this makes me mad anymore. I’ve learned to love my destroyer.


  1. all you need is a ball gag and an embroidered collar that inscripts your testimony.

    Comment by hussenfessah — March 26, 2012 @ 11:28 am

  2. It would be funny to walk into Jon’s shop and find him sittng there ball gagged and inscripted with his testimony. I might be inclined to buy something just so I can linger a bit longer. It would also be fun to get him to tell me the price with the ball in his mouth.

    Comment by al — March 27, 2012 @ 1:07 am

  3. This writing has inspired me to carry on writing on my own blog

    Comment by Nootropic — March 28, 2012 @ 10:37 am

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