AnnieBones - ProfilesArchive

About Me

A worker amongest workers.

My Interests

Slacking. Not failing Logic, although that seems unlikely. Vulcan, i aint.

I'd like to meet:

It's all out of my hands!

Music:

I like it.

Movies:

Rent "Trade", although it should come with a warning label that reads something like "This film may make you want to kill people".

Television:

It makes me less revolutionary, I know, but I watch it sometimes. Then I read The Marx-Engel Reader and I'm straight.

Books:

The Intuitionist, for reasons I am currently unable to articulate. Signs and Cities by Dubey forcibly opened my cranium. I didn't like that so much, but the experience was useful.

Heroes:

My mom, Beauvoir, Amy Goodman and mice killers everywhere. Women in Hollywood that have the good sense to lose their minds. It's like Post Modern theatre! Ralph Nader, that eternal and foolish optimist, who may actually run for president again and who would most certainly get my vote.

My Blog

Answering the so what question and the secret life of single moms

Nina is on the telephone giving me the itinerary of her day and random facts of her life with her dad. Her mana needs to go shopping for fruit cups. Booboo the kitty spent his day, apparently, running...
Posted by AnnieBones on Mon, 19 Nov 2007 08:00:00 PST

If you eat falafel...

The Congressional Quarterly's Jeff Stein reported yesterday that the FBI had been "trolling"through grocery purchase records in an effort to find hidden Iranian terrorists cells, but stopped because i...
Posted by AnnieBones on Thu, 08 Nov 2007 06:58:00 PST

Who Cat Stevens used to be

I used to like Cat Stevens. My boyfiend and I had watched Harold and Maude, and spent the next two months listening to him, press play again. His parents had a yard swing made of teak. It smelled like...
Posted by AnnieBones on Wed, 13 Jun 2007 09:06:00 PST

Dream exoricism

I have begun to remember my dreams since school let out and for the most part, it has been pleasant. Until two mornings ago. When my usual convoluted rambelings, where I walk around...
Posted by AnnieBones on Tue, 05 Jun 2007 05:57:00 PST

Hierarchy

Hes says you go but she doesn't move and the silence is going on still. Look for the grafitti, it breathes. Fuck onstar. Pavement news. Here's why the novel doesn't work. I'll contradict myself now an...
Posted by AnnieBones on Tue, 17 Apr 2007 11:28:00 PST

Posted in one of my groups

"America. Thanks ever so much for voting for George Bush Jr... Twice. Thank you for failing to demand immediate withdrawal from policing a civil war a half a world away. Thank you for caring more abou...
Posted by AnnieBones on Wed, 10 Jan 2007 08:59:00 PST

The ghost of christmas past

I was getting ready to go to my families Christmas eve dinner and started thinking about how we used to do Christmas. It used to involve a high quantity of booze and usually all seven of my iris...
Posted by AnnieBones on Sun, 24 Dec 2006 02:06:00 PST

Enemy Combatant Electronics

When I am overcome with sleep my computer fires up it's ill gotten wireless and rushes off into the tubular void. The tired and grouchy CIA agent must scratch and rise from uncomfortable chair and qui...
Posted by AnnieBones on Sat, 04 Nov 2006 11:06:00 PST

Steering Through Defiance

I press starboardlimited in mobilitythe surface is calmNo Jonah with hair dyethe sky is justthe skyIt is a vague shapethat passes beneath meBut I know it wellThe shade is niceI rest my headon a sturdy...
Posted by AnnieBones on Mon, 16 Oct 2006 01:37:00 PST

Tell jokes here

I'm taking myself too seriously right now and if we were in person, I might ask you to sing me a song or to do the running man, but alas. So please tell me a joke or something weird about yourself, an...
Posted by AnnieBones on Tue, 12 Sep 2006 07:00:00 PST