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nighttime & morning.

...And beware of reasonable penises!

About Me



"Here wholly the dragon is cleansed from blackness and is made white as milk.""she passed a man that was not a physician, but proclaimed a knowledge of infurious and infernal things, she ran for many miles, in many different directions, until she came upon a tower, as the pandemonium of horrors fled her senses, she realized she had not really known the man who was buried that day and was overcome by ennui, she destituted herself to remaining in the tower, and when it was searched, she proved no where to be found.."

My Interests

sun flecks, boredoms, wallet photo, anaesthesia, kenneth anger, mothers of invention, the red krayola,ronald firbank, the mating rituals of animals, woody guthrie, manual of home gymnastics, hank williams, delroy wilson, ennio morricone, buffalo springfield, lou reed, criminal astronauts, michael's wooden casio, drab edwardian domesticity, caroliner rainbow, femme lesbian schoolteachers, buell kazee, malaria, the autistic stares of ladies in laundromats, carter family, sitting rooms, john fahey, praedormitory visions, chemical laboratories of victorian women, black parrots, white mountains.

I'd like to meet:

the glass hearted and the faint hearted and the cowards and the kin. waifs in ballet slippers, doomed flappers, mustachioed men on primitive bicycles, and indefinable beings such as “wuggly umps.”

Music:

i gave my punk jacket to ricky.

Movies:

"I’m alive vivo muito vivo In the eletric cinema or on the telly Nine out of ten movie stars make me cry I’m alive And nine out of ten movie stars make me cry I’m alive"

Books:

tabloid cross words.

Heroes:

Major Tom.

My Blog

wanker love

god help me, i think i'm falling for a scotsman.
Posted by nighttime & morning. on Sun, 21 Jan 2007 11:47:00 PST

sunday morning born of friday's child.

he said if i didn't write back, a unicorn would die. i didn't write back.
Posted by nighttime & morning. on Sun, 17 Dec 2006 01:52:00 PST

goggles.

they call the owls poor me ones.  the child's favorite word is "is". the old men lick their gold teeth.  cricket plenty windows are inventing trumpets. 
Posted by nighttime & morning. on Sun, 25 Jun 2006 08:08:00 PST