procrastelation |
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ThaaothGalaasGethogHorlon (the second "o" is actually a lowercase omega)InnonAaothGalethog
In 1581 the vizier of Queen Elizabeth I set himself to the furtive task of speaking with angels. John Dee w...
Posted by Jeff on Fri, 11 May 2007 02:59:00 PST |
ejaculatory mixtape |
The conventions of etiquette preclude further allusion to debauchery, yet the Maenads must be entertained. The decay of my organs is particular to my body...and the acceleration is pure Nascar kick.&n...
Posted by Jeff on Tue, 26 Sep 2006 09:22:00 PST |
Static Age |
Susan Sontag, from a 1966 article in The Partisan Review, I can't get over this:
"Foreigners extol the American 'energy,' attributing to it both our unparalleled economic prosperity and the sple...
Posted by Jeff on Sat, 25 Mar 2006 12:55:00 PST |
verisimillitude |
there is no green manalishi... verisimillitude- "of, or having the appearance of, truth." "If it looks like a duck, walks like a duck, and acts like a duck, it's a duck." I surrender. Interpol has fin...
Posted by Jeff on Mon, 26 Sep 2005 09:39:00 PST |
A whole lot of ouch |
Stole the title of this from whoever in my home blogged last... I like it, it just reeks of temerity.
Pt. 2 Sunday, midnightish. The terrors of my day are almost behind me, only to b...
Posted by Jeff on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
konichiwa, bitches... |
Sunday, noonish. Learning to take quiet moments inside my head, even when I'm being talked to. I got nothin to wear and I can't remember the last time someone told me they loved me. ...
Posted by Jeff on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
Lord, save me from my sins, but not right now... |
Uranus has 24 moons, and I have Butt one...
Posted by Jeff on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
let's all get real gone... |
5p-70 degrees and lying in the grass sans spurs, courting chiggers and daring the Earth to throw me OFF. 6p-two miles on a track of chipped rubber donated by some long forgotten mayoral candidate. 7p...
Posted by Jeff on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
not cool zeus |
88 Show in Chicago went well last night, my voice shat on me but didn't die by the final. So we stayed with Chris Cowgill, whose hospitality is impeccable... up till 6a watching this craaaaazy dvd of...
Posted by Jeff on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
