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books, mountains, vince vaughn
Christ, dear internet, how are we going to get past this great mountain in our relationship? We have travelled far, internet, every stain on the car seats a treasured memory, every scratch on the paint a point where I got a little upset and apologized later. But this isn't something we can get by, internet, this mountain in the middle of the road. ( Read more... ) -
on birds, poems, joey comeau, conspiracies, the state of our economy
Hey guys, it is 22:22, just now, precisely. Ok, not anymore, but let's roll with this. 22 is twice 11, which is twice 5 and a half, which is twice two and three fourths, I think? I've lost my train of thought here. Maybe I meant to make a point about the infinitude of numbers. Borges wrote an Argumentum Ornithologium, in which a flock of birds ( Read more... ) -
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Link Dump 15.6.08
Unorder is a sign of the unordered mind. Anyone who has ever visited me would nod knowingly at this point, jumping over the laundry basket, trying not to trip over any books. Alas, all chaos falls to extropy at last. The apartment is clean, yes! I swear to this, and even all of my books are actually in shelves. But what is this proliferation of ( Read more... ) -
There Is Actually A Word Document Which Has #1 to #60, I'm Not Choosing At Random
Scenes Without A Home Theatre (#61);
Marty Birenbaum was not a name you'd expect a dragon to have, but there you go.
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I've just finished Orson Scott Card's Empire, and I feel really dirty. I'm not talking delightful romp-through-mud dirty here, I'm not even talking enjoyable-yet-questionable-deviant-sexual-act dirty. I'm talking injected-horrible-right-wing-american-politics-into-my-mindstream dirty. I'm talking three showers to feel better. And some enjoyable yet ( Read more... ) -
Bong Ra - 666MPH
Hey, folks, has modern life got you down? Are you framing coherent sentences? Are all your concepts aligned in neat rows? Are you feeling sane?
Let me help.
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from the notebook
The magican; 'wizard', right, he 'casts spells', right, he can turn you into a frog; what the hell is this? To what does the magican here connect to? What does 'magican' mean, anyway? It means 'One who knows'. Is this an innate knowledge? Surely the description of every wizard mage and sorceror in fiction and history is better termed as 'shaman'. ( Read more... ) -
who am i talking to here anyway
Jesus christ but you're all fucking boring. I've been filled with the inexpressibe, unkenable, unspeakable urge to read some very bad Swords & Sorcery; and i'm not talking Michael Moorcock here, i'm not even talking Terry Brooks bad here. I'm talking Dragonlance fanfiction bad. I'm talking not-ready-for-prime-zine caliber, here. Fuck if me I haven' ( Read more... ) -
Random Scenes From Stories I Have Written Theatre
1;He sat down on the chair and looked at her. Her body was sterile, too clean, and she had never looked good in white. Her hair was still in a ponytail. There were huge purple welts all over her body and open sterile wounds with closed sterile bandages on them. She was barely breathing ( Read more... )
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