Friday, May 23, 2008

Summer is the Time for Sequels

Remember one of the first entries of this diary of the damned, where Double Wide shaved his head in the weed bed? No? Okay, go here and check it out then come back.

He's at it again, tho like all bad sequels, he's got some wacky sidekicks this time around.

So, what do we have here? Well, of course, our hero, getting his back (later arms and chest) shaved. There is a Double Widette performing the act (I'd like to think she murdered several competitors for the honour). There's Senor Wasting Disease, the Skinny Effeminate Roommate, looking on, possibly in awe. And Little Dick, catchin' some rays in the front yard and, in general, being the coolest fuck in his mind.

My reason for posting this isn't really about Double Wide shaving his upper body. Lots of guys do it (not me, but whatever). Its inclusion in this Encyclopedia Trailer Trashica is because it is, once again, a voluntary public activity. And, better yet, again in that poor weed bed under the window—what is its appeal as the site for depilatory activities? And it merits an audience from the Double Wide Action Team. Who does this? Really, who shaves their body hair on the front lawn? In front of audience?

Added curiosity: he's finished the shaving … and now he's disappeared into the house. You know, you can't head in until the shaving is completed, just like you wouldn't shave your back and chest and arms in the house. I'm at a loss trying to figure out this, the pinnacle of human evolution and cultural development.


At 2:33 PM, Blogger Wolter said...

Oh my god! You're "Back After Indefinite Hiatus!"

This should inspire me to get back to Slogging. It hasn't, but it should.

At 12:51 PM, Blogger Cletus Hookworm said...

Less me being back than the tree across the street baring fruit again. Unlike, say, Iron Maiden, I only release new material when I feel it's warranted. Except for Double Wide Comes Alive, which was a contractual obligation.

At 9:47 AM, Blogger Wolter said...

Says the man who listens to Sufjan Stevens, whose 50 States project is the dictionary definition of "unwarranted."

At 7:34 PM, Blogger Cletus Hookworm said...

Says the man who will camp outside Tower Records for three days and nights to make sure he gets a copy of Priest's Nostradamus. Here's an advance review: it sucks and blows.


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