February 2011
3 posts
Who Is Arcade Fire??!!? →
moneyfire:
hardcorefornerds:
Today in cognitive dissonance: the reaction to the Grammies
(in a way it’s good because it’s an awful, awful album, but ignorance is still ignorance even if it’s also bliss by external measures)
Allow me to pick my jaw up off the floor. At the risk of cliche/hyperbole, everyone thought Nero was crazy to let Rome burn because it was the height of civilization but...
Spinoza's Gone to Heaven
If man is:
Then the Devil is:
!! And if the Devil is
Then GOD is
!!
January 2011
8 posts
Foote's Hole (a serial V)
And before he knew it, his ten minutes ‘up on the table’ were over. He whimpered quietly to himself, sorry for having missed all the excitement, and he wondered how Dr. Heath could have learned anything from such a non-invasive procedure.
“Well Mr. Foote it’s just as I thought when I saw your reaction about the left eye. You have a sharp painful tightness, perhaps a strain or a tear, in the...
Foote's Hole (a serial IV)
The second hand on the numberless clock between the two windows behind Lowry Heath’s desk took an extra second to move. He continued, buoyed by Anson’s unquestioning trust. “So! Mister Foote. The way this works is the first session we’ll just sit here and talk together for the first 20 minutes or so and we’ll talk and I’ll observe you. And then we’ll get you up on the table and I’ll just...
Foote's Hole (a serial III)
“D’ya like some ice water?” the chiropractor continued, in exceptionally good humor as if not the slightest bit put off by having to repeat the offer.
Anson replied at length, “No. Thank you. I have bottled water. See? Thank you.”
“Don’t mention it. Ok now before I hear anything from you about your problem I should explain to you a little bit about how I work ok?”
“Ok.” Anson returned...
Foote's Hole (a serial II)
“I don’t have friends anymore; I don’t have any friends.”
The whining could be overheard though the closed door of the chiropractor’s office against which Anson was pressed in an effort to straighten himself out. Anson felt as if he was arced around his left side like a bow strung tightly from left ear to left shoe. He wondered what sort of questionable person no longer had any...
Foote's Hole (a serial)
Housed inconspicuously in the basement of an off-white brownstone beset on both sides by other equally off-white brownstones, the chiropractor’s office was easy to miss if you weren’t careful. From a metal post (as if a semaphore, with one short metal arm perpendicular to a longer one) hung a small white sign with swift black letters reading ‘Lowry Heath, Chiropractor’ but, obscured by...
Until we all have laser beams for eyes . . .
snow will always be terrible.
November 2010
8 posts
La Sera "Never Come Around" video is hilarous. →
Final lines of "Dialogue Between Franklin and the...
Franklin. I submit, and thank you for the past, but entreat the discontinuance of your visits for the future; for, in my mind, one had better die than be cured so dolefully. Permit me just to hint, that I have also not been unfriendly to you. I never feed physician or quack of any kind, to enter the list against you; if then you do not leave me to my repose, it may be said you are ungrateful...
Hey that's ME!
moneyfire:
“More insidious and hence more corrosive is the tendency of democratic tolerance to degenerate, first into the easygoing belief that all points of view are equal (hence none owrth passionate argument, deep analysis, or stalwart defense), and then into the strident belief that anyone who argues for the superiority of a distinctive moral insight, way of life, or human type is somehow...
October 2010
2 posts
March 2010
1 post
Thurston on John Coletti's Mum Halo →
This is about the new book of poetry by one of my best friends in the world, John Coletti: Mum Halo from Rust Buckle Books (click on the picture to link to rust buckle and get ye “some kind of sick throw down”
January 2010
2 posts
December 2009
5 posts
I'm writing this because Twitter is down.
allele:
Which, in the grand scheme of things, is not that big of a deal.
really, in the minor scheme of things…really, in ANY scheme of things.
October 2009
6 posts
#2 Kale with video-robot-bobby
Prince
I'm Not Bobby: "I Am Bloggy" →
A blog in progress for a while. Finally up and running. Follow me, I will save my curmedgeonly best for you.
Today
I’m feeling ornery. I guess it’s like that a lot. I’m sitting here in the library at columbia trying to get work done while everyone around me is younger and doing stuff that I don’t think I understand.
I guess my point is that, in a lot of ways the process of growing old is one of continuous disappointment and systematic lowering of one’s expectations of oneself....
September 2009
10 posts
“Der Bonker” An odd video featuring “little hitler” by Walter Moers, my favorite german cartoonist, creater of
“Little Asshole”
Also Author of three of my favorite novels:
The 13 and a Half Lives of Captain Bluebear
Rumo and his Miracuous Adventures
The City of Dreaming Books
The best bar in France →
It’s a long story. My first trip overseas was when i was 25. I’d come into a little bit of money and decided on thrusday to leave for Amsterdam on Sunday and return form Paris three weeks later. The last town I stayed in before I got to Paris was this town on the coast in Northern Brittany near Normandy. It had city walls and battlements in the water and had streets renamed after...
August 2009
12 posts
Infinite Fall →
So I’m reading this again. Even better this time.
Favorite tidbits so far (and this is only a few pages in)
“… and to you, who use whomsoever as a subject.”
“Like some sort of an animal with something in its mouth.”
“This boy is damaged.”
“Like a stick of butter being hit with a mallet.”
“A writhing animal with a knife in...
You Have Thieved from the Sacred Craft Bin of Holy... →
Give him back the googly eyes!
I’m sorry.
Terrible hurting.
Please stop doing that!