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- mayo0
Just to confirm, are we still only making plans for Nigel?
- emokid0
what'd you get?
rand was asking about you today in the nt mystery thread.
- emokid0
of course we are. we only want whats best for him.
in other news, it is natural to hope and pious, of course, to believe
that all in the end shall be well,
but first of all, remember,
so the sacred books foretell,
the rotten fruit shall be shaken.
- mayo0
I got the Gorillapod! :)
kj told me that on the phone a little while ago. Made me feel good that amidst his brooding, he thought to ask about my health :)
- neue75_bold0
No neue email?
- neue75_bold0
Just a redder shade of neck with a whiter shade of trash...
- neue75_bold0
The best songs on Wowee Zowee are slower and more meandering than what came before, and only give a passing glance to things like chorus, bridge, or meaning. As far as the latter, Malkmus was obviously picking words mostly by how they sounded, which by and large worked out great. An occasional line pops out and you're not sure if it's great or terrible-- "Pick out some Brazilian nuts for your engagement / Check the expiration date, man, it's later than you think" from "We Dance" springs to mind, sung in a faux-Brit accent reminiscent of the Frogs-- but you wind up remembering those phrases, and the melodies in which they're wedged.
- canuck0
Rejoice.
- ********0
I don't think I'll ever re:live what happened here.
- canuck0
I don't know what happened here. But what I do know is that it's a long weekend. So rejoice.
- ********0
I'll take my solace in pop culture safely knowing someone has profited
- ********0
I asked about your health, too.
- neue75_bold0
re: Joyce
Hi mom, yep, I am celebrating my second 4-day weekend in a row... so all's good over here..
hope you and dad are finding your travels west both safe and enjoyable..
best regards,
michael[your son]
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Nora, my faithful darling, my seet-eyed blackguard schoolgirl, be my whore, my mistress, as much as you like (my little frigging mistress! My little fucking whore!) you are always my beautiful wild flower of the hedges, my dark-blue rain-drenched flower.
JIM
- grunttt0
last night i had a dream that i was climbing trees. but the not the trees of my youth. these trees were incredibly tall with lots of limbs so that i could climb easily from tree to tree, higher and higher. so high that the things on the ground below me appeared tiny. eventually i found myself sitting on a limb, legs dangling, leaning against a trunk. i reached up to continue climbing but there were no limbs close enough to grab. i couldn't reach out with my feet to find a limb, either. after a moment or two i started to feel panicked. i woke up and my heart was racing.
rarely do my dreams make sense to me but this one was amazing. my wife and i have been talking about having (or not having) children. all day yesterday i was thinking about fufillment. thinking about the last few years. moving to a new city with her. getting married. buying a house and making it our home. wonderful things. progress (the easily climbed trees of my dream). now faced with a decision that i'm not sure about. it ways heavy on my mind and the answer does not come easy... (stuck on the limb).
the subconsious is an amazing place.
- ********0
He didn't say anything but he showed me a big square canvas that was patterned with small squares of color of different sizes. The size was keyed to the color and there was also plenty of empty space. It was an
underpainting on an advanced kind of grid that gave the impression of being very three-dimensional space as some of the sets of squares were in front, some behind, some forward, some receding by virtue of their chromatic relationship. The method also gave a way of implying all kinds of curves and movement in the way the eye followed the pattern of a given set of squares. Musical that way, several sets of patterns relating. It was like this was how he was talking now.
- canuck0
I woke up this morning at 5. I usually wake up at 6. But that hour between 5, and 6, I would keep waking up and falling asleep. I would glance at my clock and think shit I have to get up in x amount of time. Then I would fall asleep again, but this happened many times. And it seemed like the longest hour ever. Which was pretty fucking great, because I didn't want to get up.
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There's many a slip twixt cup and lip.
- canuck0
sing me a song.
- ********0
Dear Lindsay,
You're a nice girl and all, and I can't speak on his behalf. But JK's married, and Melody will kick your ass.
Tread lightly,