Up jumps the eel with his sippery tail,
Climbs up aloft and reefs the topsail, and it's
Windy weather boys, stormy weather, boys
When the wind blows we're all together, boys
Blow ye winds westerly, blow ye winds, blow
Jolly sou'wester, boys, steady she goes.

Yesterday was one of those arduous days that could only follow a night of no sleep. Standing outside, cold and stiff; I felt myself empathizing with the icicles. The only thing I could really think about was that people who try to break records by staying awake for 168 hours straight are the bastards of society. To hell with you. Around dawn ( Read more... )

followup emails to the first sent by my professor. Truely truely insightful stuff ( Read more... )

This is a response from my old design prof. when i asked him his opinion on postmodernism. He blows my mind away, especially when i think im starting to scratch the surface of what p.modernism is ( Read more... )

Oh, how kind of the friends of mine for 5 years or so, leave me to be an absent thought. These bona fide chums; true winners they are. Loyal to the very end, unless you schedule plans, or count on their support. How gracious I am to be treated second-rate. BAH! My friends have sent their sense of decency to Davy Jones Locker. Oh don't you ( Read more... )

And so he sailed the seas in a boat of flesh,
From the dead skin of sailors before.
And waves of brine beat upon his chest,
Cursing the beast ever more.

"Damn ye ole squid to the depths of hell!
May fire consume your soul!
Thou hast cast my ship to the black deep,
And fetid corpses have washed ashore."

The beauty of modernism is the conception of geometric form. The rejection of all established styles creates a true vision of harmony and unity through simplicity. It is a true testament of the human spirit with out the limitations of physicality. Then comes along post-Modernism and fucks everything up. That corny-ass design from the 80s and ( Read more... )

Over the weekend, I had to opportunity to experience dance for the first time. It was pretty interesting.. There has always been a small inkling that a lot of dancers are a little too.. self concerned? I’m not sure how to say this kindly, but the dancers I have met have a “holier than thou” attitude. I won’t argue that dance is less of an art ( Read more... )

I made smoothies.
That's why Colleen is marrying me apparently.

So.

updates_
I moved to Philadelphia. My internship ended and.. proposed to the girl mentioned above.

I fucking love Colleen and I love fucking Colleen.

..representing the hood and getting jiggly with it..

Bill Degnan can lick me briny squid nuts! A pox on he, I declare! May he die unshriven! Kill the loathsome devil! A pox on the impious man! A POX!! A POX!!!