Wednesday, April 29, 2009

Toast of the Week

"Mages and saints,
to spirits we drink
from skulls made now of glass.
Our souls in our hands,
we harbor no plans
to save them from becoming crass"

-all these will be made up

Tuesday, April 28, 2009

Friday, April 24, 2009

Five Mean Thoughts

A blind albino woman walked by me today.
The second she passed, I started inventing parts of her life I thought were funny. I felt like a really big dick but came up with some things in a section I'm calling: Five Mean Thoughts. Here they are.

1. She probably hates the sun. But only because she doesn't know what it is. All she knows is that it hurts.
2. Her cane is often mistaken for one of her appendages.
3. She hears dogs bark all the time and doesn't know why.
4. Braille always cuts her paper thin fingers.
5. Her skin allows her to actually feel peoples' gazes.

I don't know if I'm going to do this kind of post again now that I'm thinking about it...

Alan Moore Reading Rorschach's Journal - Awesome

As it was meant to be read:

Thursday, April 23, 2009

City-wide Decree

Sonic Youth T-Shirts


Ramones/CBGB T-Shirts

What the Devil Did for Fun

Get men drunk
Tempt wolves into stealing babies
Trick wandering minstrels
Poison cows' milk
Make certain horses really difficult
The Plague
Burn down chicken coops
Rearrange road signs
Birth defects
Sing lewd songs
Eat gold

Wednesday, April 22, 2009

Real Quote - Thomas Jefferson

The Declaration of Independence has been signed!
Congratulations, America.

Monday, April 13, 2009

BabelFish Poetry - Hamlet, Act 3, Scene 1, 55-87

Is or is not, is the question:
Whether ' tis nobly suffering brains in
suspension cables and arrow's crude fortune ,
or adopts the arm to oppose the troublesome sea,
and finished them through the opposition.
To die to the sleep,
does not have;
And by said that our sleep conclusion
heartache and 1000 natural vibration
that flesh and blood were the successor:
complete is devotional wish; dies, sleeps;
Sleeps, accidentally, vainly hopes for - ay, there' s friction:
Perhaps for in dying that sleep, any dream comes,
towed this to curl at the point of death,
must give us to pause - there' s respects
to make the disaster longevity.
Who will bear the whip regarding who, and will despise the time,
Th' oppressor' s mistake, arrogant man' s rails,
Severe pain; love, law' s retards,
the office is arrogant, abandons that patient merit
It is not worth achievement,
when perhaps his final relieves makes a bare awl?
Who could the fardels bear, die loo the sound and the sweat under the weary life,
but something dreading after death, undiscovere'd the country,
does not have the traveller from the goal to return, difficult problem,
and rather causes us to bear some ill ratios
does not know to us other flights?
Therefore the conscience is the coward we complete,
and the resolution's local color
is therefore sicklied - o' Not with pale idea statue,
and the great asphalt and moment enterprise
this respects the tidal current deviation
and the lost motion name.