think I'm straightening out
think I'm finding my way

it's like I'm done with loud
done living like a stray

the sun can shine tonight
the seas can rise tonight
and I'll be fine

it's time

So I'm talking to a friend of mine today, and we get onto the topic of martinis. Agreed on two things -- Cosmopolitans are Kool-Aid with a kick. A proper martini, dry vermouth and gin stirred not shaken with an olive at the bottom if requested, is a damn sexy drink. A classic drink ( Read more... )

1. Pulling twenty-five hours at the campus is unhealthy. Try to avoid doing so ( Read more... )

It's all okay, kids. Kermit has a song for when you're feeling down.

chain of links m3.12.07: weird news edition

As ever, a snapshot of what I'm doing on the Internets. Today, it's articles on American cultural decline and resurgence, which we still persist on calling "weird news". As if it's somewhere distant, out on the fringes, and somehow not indicative of where the continent is going.

Mahalo.
_ J

"No E-Mail ( Read more... )

accidental heaven
m3.5.07

Daedalus fashions an accidental heaven;
mechanical stars in a clockwork sky that 
tick time past the day Icarus died.

The old man's beard tilts level
with heaven, halogen starlight aglow,
and he watches his moon move on
hollow heart's rails to a
place he'd rather not know.

To a hole he forgot in the 
sky. A click--

tick--

( Read more... )

I haven't linked stuff for a while, have I? Here, then; a sampler of what the Internets are dancing across my laptop's screen. Mahalo. ;)

_ J

"Fear and Loathing in Gonzovision"
1978 BBC documentary on Hunter S Thompson, a trip him and Ralph Steadman took to Vegas that year. Like the shots of TV reflected in Hunter's glasses, the distinguished British ( Read more... )

They say the truth will set you free
But then, so will a lie;
Depends if you're tryin' to get to the promised land
Or just tryin' to get by...

-- Ani DiFranco, "Promised Land", Evolve

Damn, but I get myself in deep, sometimes.

Writing. I call myself a writer, on the days I can get up and face the sunshine. (Wearing black, granted, but hey; we all make ( Read more... )

Okay, maybe it's just the fiftysomething hours of sleepless LAN inside me speaking, but I have a question. What's With The Fucking Boring Band Names Lately?

Making my usual rounds of blogs and news and sometimes actual content the other day, and I came across a reference to Architecture in Helsinki. Not, you know, the shape and style of buildings in ( Read more... )

I tend not to go in for this sort of thing, but you know, figured that it might be an interesting study of the form.

(pause)

(delicate sip of the finest Colombian dark roast)1. Across the bottom of my throat and the top of my chest, there are six freckles that are in the exact shape of the Southern Cross constellation ( Read more... )