so sara and i bought a farm, the farm.  it's between birmingham and tuscaloosa, on the back side of nowhere.  i wanna grow all my own food.  we get up with the chickens, usually start winding down with the sun.  beats the hell out of other things i've done.  it's 30 minutes to work and town, but i only have to go in about 3 or 4 days a week and i' ( Read more... )

preparing for the wurst ( Read more... )

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school stinks


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A Day in the Life of the Cambridge Aesthete ( Read more... )

josh r sent me a sheep. his name is IVOR, after the engine driver and also after a character in alan burns' book The Angry Brigade. Ivor and i read j-p sartre's Nausée tthis afternoon, since it's rainy, cold, and generally shit for weather. so ( Read more... )

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Q can a boy communist be a boy scout, comrade?
A no, comrade.
Q why comrade?
A because, comrade, a boy scout must salute the union jack, which is the symbol of tyranny and oppression

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it was a month ago today (or yesterday) i left cali with all my shit packed into the dearly departed sven-monster (my volvo) and headed back east via san diego, tucson, las cruces and roswell, austin, etc. i saw some of my favourite people en route, went surfing, etc. time in the South was all too brief and divided between here and there, so i ( Read more... )