October 2009
60 posts
The Gin Blossoms - Hey Jealousy
I’m okay...
Patsy Cline - She’s Got You
This song, no...
Analog l(i/o)ving.
“What kind of magician is he?” she asked.
“He does disappearing acts,” he replied.
And the stage lights dimmed to an ocean of applause.
“Dove cuesto, mi dolce?”
– Greg Dulli (Twilight Singers), The Killer
Modest Mouse - Perfect Disguise
You cocked your...
Old notebooks, older ideas.
There’s this thing that happens, independent of my attempts to control or contain it. There is a brightening of the edges of objects. A photo filter for my retinas which may from time to time apply itself, turning everything mundane slightly magical, or at least unoppressive.
Sometimes, I am in love. It makes me childish, in the good way. I become silly with love. Stupid. I become...
Scrawled in the margins. Page 86.
“So the parade had to be postponed
So we could watch the balloons ascend
Though we all know that they explode
As they get closer to Him.”
You have always been wrong about my intentions. If I wanted I could fill the basic void with any number of relatively interchangeable women. What hurts, what sits like a hot stone against my chest and makes my eyes moisten, is that I do...
No. No, no, no. What is happening to the world? →
Somehow Bon Apetit wins out over Gourmet?
This is the bullshit.
A Trois Dans les WC - Contagion
Some days you...
I am having a lengthy and involved discussion...
DJ please, pick up your phone. I’m on the...
WE'RE GONNA NEED A BIGGER "NO." →
[or: “It’s like The Sims but with my friiiiiiiends,” she said, her eyes wet with lonely tears.]
I’m sorry, I need to borrow your :( for a minute. Mine broke from overuse.
You are not allowed to make cartoons of yourself as a lithe, dancing half-fairy club kid so you can sit at home with your belly pudge spilling over your sweatpants and a little mustard stain on your...
Now that I'm thinking about it:
What exactly happened to Mya, my absolute favorite Jamaican/Italian mezzo-soprano? In ‘98 I had one hell of a crush on that girl. Her love is like …wo. Her kiss is like … wo. Her touch is like … wo. Her sex is like … wo. Her ass is like … wo. Her body’s like … wo.
And you’re kissin’ it so whatcha think of it? Etc.
Electro-Plasmic Hydrocephalic Genre-Fiction... →
Tres amusing.
WORDS OF ADVICE.
If you have, for whatever reason, (an omelette, prep for corn relish, etc.) been chopping jalapenos all morning, DO NOT MASTURBATE until after you have showered, washed your hands or donned rubber gloves.
Trust me.
Truth and more truth, with a sprinkle of truth on...
I am destroying you in Scrabble. You are Dresden in Scrabble right now.
“You have played,
(I think)
And broke the toys you were fondest of,
And are a...”
– ee cummings
[BAM.]
WHY? - As I Went Out One Morning
Yoni Wolf &...
“He knew me by heart. It infuriated me that he knew me by heart.”
– Fyodor Dostoyevsky, Notes from Underground
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True facts. →
I’m most assuredly at the age where this has set in, and spend most of my time trying not to do it. It’s made easier by watching everyone else I know do it, regardless of what they have or where they are.
(via kec, earlier)
We ceaselessly debate the mundane while the...