December 2010
20 posts
2010 end of the year mix! →
Merry After-Christmas! Egh, that sounds so gross.
I decided this year to get myself involved in the “end of the year music list” sort of stuff that always goes around, so I picked out 30 of my…
CLXIII
morning broken by a plaintive meow: “good morning,” she yawns, “no more dreams, no more adventures.” pressing her tiny whiskers against your right hand, pressing her fortune into your heart, she never finds fault with you, no, never. she is content to scratch your furniture and dig into your soul.
Superchunk - Crossed Wires
Such a great pop song....
a new project for 2011
So this happened:
Which is great in its own right, but then Emily shot me this tweet:
And in my slightly tipsy state last night, I thought, Why the hell not? And wrote a ten track tracklist:
josh darnielle: the mountain bears “the twilight bush”
01 alpha beta calypso 02 the deception spade 03 going to avalon 04 orange ball of indifference 05 fine, i will 06 chunder blade 07...
a new album?!!! →
So here’s my thing:
I’ve got about ten tracks, written during FAWM 2010, that rock, and I am putting them into an album for you, the reader and eventual listener, to enjoy. The album is…
This is a pretty good article about Julian... →
I’ll just quote the last two paragraphs:
Keep Assange in prison without bail until he is questioned, by all means, if we are suddenly in a real feminist worldwide epiphany about the seriousness of the issue of sex crime: but Interpol, Britain and Sweden must, if they are not to be guilty of hateful manipulation of a serious women’s issue for cynical political purposes, imprison as...
My Daily Work Schedule:
8:45a - Arrive at work 8:45a to 9:00a - Yawn excessively 9:00a to 10:00a - Dawdle 10:00a to 11:00a - Lollygag 11:00a to 11:15a - Break time! 11:15a to 11:30a - Extended break 11:30a to 12:00p - Reminisce about break 12:00p to 12:20p - Work 12:20p to 1:00p - Write poetry 1:00p to 2:00p - Muck about 2:00p to 2:30p - Lunch time! 2:30p to 3:00p - Read poetry back to self 3:00p to 4:00p - Dilly-dally...
monkeydogpoz:
The Decemberists - Rise to...
CXLVIII
you drink, and i crack. each swig collects in my marrow, expands, expands, until i burst, bone shards slicing through muscle and skin, and now i’m on the floor, writhing, gasping, please, please, do it right, your mouth, the tipping, amber veins, porous mind, pouring every last ounce of courage into empty words.
"batman gets a cell phone"
[frame 1] batman standing, his hip is buzz buzzing.
[frame 2] text message: just the batman symbol.
[frame 3] batman texts: who r u?
[frame 4] text: commish gordon LOL