Joe Potatoes Notebook
Suspicious activities. (What’s going on here?)
(Memory gradually returning after the ECT, drug shock & terror at Bellvue mental ward)
Ex con planting Aloe plants.
Why do I feel more human when nobody’s around?
Things like cancer, plaque, cysts growing in our bodies we can’t control.
Likewise in the social body.
Posters of attractive people with problems.
Open mouths of wrenches saying nothing.
National Enquirer: ELVIS MEETS BIGFOOT! I don’t THINK so!
Things we don’t know that hurt us. The more so, the more we think we know them.
Man talking to himself beside the freeway.
Female elephant gets beaten for not doing her tricks right. Bursts into tears, HUMANIZES her captors!?
Woman shot for love or at least what they call love.
Dr. Frankenbush & his zombie bride, Terry Sciavo. "Err on the side of life." If that’s what he calls life, we’re ALL in trouble.
And his "real" wife, Laura, where’d SHE come from, with that strangely dis-affected voice? Hmmm.
The boring crap that’s famous & the excellence that can’t even get a day in court.
private investigations
a log of private investigations into loss, absurdity, and death as a part of life, as seen from the big time and the big self of childhood, before we knew so much we stopped wondering, before the banality gang got to us and told us how to be chained to our daily selves. The investigations are conducted by Joe Potatoes because he has a lot of private eyes and they’re all on the ground.
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