February 2012
24 posts
In the beginning there was nothing, and it exploded.
– Terry Pratchett (on the big bang theory)
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Describe an outfit that makes you feel good every...
LolCat pelts. Both practical and hilarious
Ask me anything. I promise to answer truthfully, if not clearly
If i post another LOLcat the smart police will come and take away my ivory tower status
If you’re not experimenting I don’t really know what you’re doing; you’re...
– Justin Vernon (of Bon Iver)
(Is that last part strictly true?)
Lights Out
When the lights are out in the house
The phone is dead
Computer sleeping
Silence hums like cicadas
Hushed you talk in past tense
Stare with eyes three-quarter slits
Make hazy outlines of the flickering world
Look past the shoulders of people you once knew
To peer at candlelit strangers around you
You can whisper to me in this darkness
But I make no warranty I’m listening...
The light you see
Wind smells of cold metal and pre-dawn wetness
Light too bright on your naked 3am face
See three days growth
Smell the stale tang of cigarettes
Made more slender by sheer deprivation
But you won’t play off the circles drawn deep
Like a cartoon drunk
From where and how you forgot to sleep (you don’t know)
For the first time, you start to define yourself by what you have...
IF
If freckles were lovely, and day was night, And measles were nice and a lie warn’t a lie, Life would be delight,— But things couldn’t go right For in such a sad plight I wouldn’t be I.
If earth was heaven and now was hence,
And past was present, and false was true, There might be some sense But I’d be in suspense For on such a...
Forgotten Language
Once I spoke the language of the flowers,
Once I understood each word the caterpillar said,
Once I smiled in secret at the gossip of the starlings,
And shared a conversation with the housefly
in my bed.
Once I heard and answered all the questions
of the crickets,
And joined the crying of each falling dying
flake of snow,
Once I spoke the language of the flowers…...
I want to be different, just like everyone else i want to be like. I want to be part of the different crowd and assert my individuality with others who are different like me.
-john s. hall (king missile)
With my head cold, my eyes are so stuffed up they’re watery all morning. I’m going to start exclaiming “oooh, mee, ohh life!” and pretend i’m in a Garcia Lorca play… or Chekov… it doesn’t matter, you probably don’t read plays #noonecaresabouttheatre