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brb, dying happily!

Wed, 28 Jul 2010 10:06:00 -0400

brb, dying happily!

self-actualization

Tue, 27 Jul 2010 14:33:35 -0400

self-actualization:

everyone should know what this is.

i am very much enjoying the puffy, shorter hair. and the new...

Tue, 27 Jul 2010 13:01:10 -0400

i am very much enjoying the puffy, shorter hair. and the new apartment. and the living on my own thing. and the my-own-power-tools thing :D

images and new things and makings coming very very soon

you want a better subway? pay for it.

Thu, 22 Jul 2010 15:29:47 -0400

hey, people.

yeah- the MTA sucks and all of that. they do stupid things and everyone is angry etc. however- you guys CAN’T COMPLAIN ABOUT THE SERVICE if you are not willing to pay an increase in fare.

i can’t believe the shitfit people throw over a ten dollar raise to their card. yo- you can travel everywhere for under/around 100 bucks a month. do you know how cheap and awesome that is? you want safer subways, cleaner cars, more service- but you won’t shell out an extra five or ten bucks a month for it.

like, really?

brainways

Wed, 21 Jul 2010 17:30:40 -0400

i lost the way to say the words i’d use to play and mold the shapes of sounds that found the paths from mucous trails right out my mouth into the air to pass as waves of nothing touched but only heard and felt in seismic space for never seen or smelled but resounded through the flesh and blood and bone to show me just how many of these simple things i’ve always had and known.

read it fast. i am trying to loosen up and be less rigid. this involves faster writing, faster editing, and lots of re-reading. more focus on rhythm, less on syntax patterns. we’ll see where it goes!

this is my space. it is weird and colorful and old and a little...

Wed, 21 Jul 2010 12:58:23 -0400

this is my space. it is weird and colorful and old and a little run down just like all of my other things, and it will do just fine.

Notes after Blacking Out by Gregory Corso

Tue, 13 Jul 2010 11:37:00 -0400

Lady of the legless world I have
	refused to go beyond self-disappearance
I'm in the thin man's bed knowing my legs
	kept to me by a cold fresh air
Useless and not useless this meaning
All is answerable I need not know the answer
Poetry is seeking the answer
Joy is in knowing there is an answer
Death is knowing the answer
(That faint glow in the belly of Enlightenment
	is the dead spouting their answers)
Queen of cripples the young no longer
	seem necessary.
The old are secretive about their Know
They are constant additions to this big
	unauthorized lie
Yet Truth's author itself is nothingness
And though I make it vital that nothingness
	itself will collapse
There is nothing
Nothing ever was
Nothing is a house never bought
Nothing comes after this wildbright Joke
Nothing sits on nothing in a nothing of many nothings
	a nothing king.

he was the youngest of the beat writers. these people have lived all over the place. states away from states to new states and new places… i can’t even imagine what kind of things that can do to a mind.

change is happening. i have to take care of things, so it will...

Mon, 12 Jul 2010 11:19:25 -0400

change is happening. i have to take care of things, so it will continue to be quiet here for a bit.

late night stuff

Thu, 08 Jul 2010 20:25:00 -0400

late night stuff

"Primordial Deities of the Internet Meeting"

Tue, 06 Jul 2010 11:03:00 -0400

this is how my old boss says hi and gets all his friends together:

Hello Web Brethren,
Our servers are overheating and it is time for a cool drink!

amen to that!

the epix logo is celebrating the holiday weekend, too :D

Fri, 02 Jul 2010 12:24:35 -0400

the epix logo is celebrating the holiday weekend, too :D

Vuvuzelas for BP // aka: we are wasting your money

Wed, 30 Jun 2010 17:36:00 -0400

Vuvuzelas for BP // aka: we are wasting your money:

via david and chartier

ugh, really? almost $2,300 dollars to possibly annoy some oil-obsessed businessman?

why is this money not going DIRECTLY to dealing with the oil spill? or the people who are living where it is RAINING OIL. or cute ducks covered in death or whatever. it is raining fucking sludge and people are pooling their money to buy some instruments and try to annoy these guys who will probably laugh at the frivolousness of those pointing their fingers.

wow, i am just blown away over here. priorities, people?! yes, they are donating one thousand of it to the right place- but what about that other thirteen hundred? that is serious money to spend on ‘annoying’ these people for one or two moments.

i approve of this

Wed, 30 Jun 2010 16:03:20 -0400

jess: nicolor
jess: that should be your name
jess: because you love colors
jess: i just saw your effing nails and matching tanks

do my nails match my tank tops today? you bet they do.

Wed, 30 Jun 2010 10:32:08 -0400

do my nails match my tank tops today? you bet they do.

technically, you've won the game.

Tue, 29 Jun 2010 20:00:00 -0400

wait all of your life
to find a thing
	or a few
	and a person
	for new,

	for you.

finally finding the feeling
you needed to know you could feel
you found your right
and built your world
and with a ring you sealed the deal

what do you do
when where did they go
and the feeling's still there
manifesting alone

but you're all out of luck
and things, the few.
that person,
and time,
to wait

for new.

for some reason, i read this slowly, loosely translating open space to pauses. i’ve also been trying to loosen up my language with this kind of stuff and not freak out so much about syntax. still not really sure whether i suck at this or not, but it’s something i’ve been drawn to since i was young. on a final note, i love that i associate text editors with both code and poetry.

on "we real cool" by gwendolyn brooks

Mon, 28 Jun 2010 20:09:00 -0400

on "we real cool" by gwendolyn brooks:

various quotes and contemplations on the poem, we real cool. it’s like, eight lines long. you have no excuse not to read it. and keep this in mind when you do:

The “We”—you’re supposed to stop after the “We” and think about their validity, and of course there’s no way for you to tell whether it should be said softly or not, I suppose, but I say it rather softly because I want to represent their basic uncertainty, which they don’t bother to question every day, of course.

things need not be complicated to be profound. this poem consists of 24 single-syllable words. (36 syllables if you count the setting)

you can also listen to a performance (i guarantee it will be nothing like what you read to yourself) along with some context on the same page.

lego heart!

Fri, 25 Jun 2010 09:38:24 -0400

jared helped fix my week-gone-horribly-wrong by presenting me with this last night:

the legos are the clasp! it’s so much fun to futz with.

"We’re all a bunch of spoiled brats. We have everything we can possibly need in this world, and..."

Thu, 24 Jun 2010 16:00:00 -0400

“We’re all a bunch of spoiled brats. We have everything we can possibly need in this world, and then some.”

- - anthony arena

i don’t even have anything to add to this.
just chew on it for a few minutes.

look at these fucking stickers. some are fuzzy, some are clear...

Wed, 23 Jun 2010 12:26:58 -0400

look at these fucking stickers. some are fuzzy, some are clear thick plastic, some are plastic bubbles with cute things in them! there are die cut ‘flakes’ and super puffy soft ones.

it’s like the japanese sit around and wonder “what can we make sticky?” and i LOVE it.

manimator: Yeah! Cover of Animation Magazine…from March. I’m a...

Mon, 21 Jun 2010 09:59:00 -0400

manimator:

Yeah! Cover of Animation Magazine…from March. I’m a little late posting for this one, but I only just got my complimentary copy this week! You can read the article here.

tumblr, meet devin clark: animator and illustrator of things that remind you when cartoons were AWESOME. also the guy who made ugly americans happen. when we first started working on his website, he handed me one of the coolest business cards i’d ever seen to work from. it was so badass, his portfolio/blog kind of designed itself!