January 2009
103 posts
weird voices win again: antony and the johnsons,...
meanwhile, elsewhere, making a go of it,
i’ve found myself in this strange ecotone where baby steps and giant leaps mean almost the same thing, and the pizza place down the street from me got a second chance, and then, promptly, a third! the axiom of apples v. doctors applied to cheese and bread: what majesty, at $2 per slice.
recently my “leadership” was questioned in my absence, which is precisely as perturbing as it...
Dull Flame of Desire by Bjork and antony hagerty....
a good man is hard to find.
Bobby Lee: She was a talker, wasn't she?
The Misfit: She would of been a good woman, if it had been someone there to shoot her every minute of her life.
“There’s no link between diet and diabetes, Ken. That’s a white myth,...”
– tracy jordan, 30 rock
tango ‘til they’re sore
the American Librarians Association is in town
coworker: all these librarians are so sweet
me: i'm upset i haven't seen two of them shushing eachother.
coworker: do they do that?
me: all i know is, security's gonna get a lot of noise complaints tonight.
i want my global warming back. this cold will not suffice. how dare it snow, kinda?
i resent text messages for A) every once in a great while making me resort to emoticons to assuage my anxiety that i have been misinterpreted and B) making me hit the “next” button repeatedly so that it doesn’t say that i repent smiley faces for making me report to emoticons…&c.
one...
e.p., brothel music
Among trials of individual animals for special acts of turpitude, one of the most amusing was that of a sow and her six young ones, at Lavegny, in 1457, on a charge of their having murdered and partly eaten a child. … The sow was found guilty and condemned to death; but the pigs were acquitted on account of their youth, the bad example of their mother, and the absence of direct proof as to their...
more and more it seems that i don’t even really need a tv series to be good, provided it is plentiful and engrossing. i am wasting my life! also, considering that the secondary characters on 24 are of AT BEST tertiary interest, the tertiary characters are really starting to chafe my dasein. i have taken to yelling at the television, which is really a computer.
i am not getting paid for not...
pectin fruit jells and The Market on a thursday afternoon-into-evening, followed by an 8:20pm bedtime probably lead to great dreams, none of which survived the blaring of my deaf-persons’ alarum clock at 5:15 this morning.
went to peep at the april apartment tonight, and ate mexican food at a place owned by the brother of the guy who owns a much better mexican restaurant, my favourite mexican restaurant, even. that must be tough for him.
if i get this apartment, which looks very probable, i have a feeling i’ll paint and sand and Do-It-Myself all over. can’t really explain why, but the idea of it feels...
half because this song is great, half to show off...
“let the joyous news be spread:
the wicked old witch at last is dead”
– nancy pelosi
fascinated by number stations tonight, thank you,...
breeze drifting on by, you know how i feel
after getting the pleasing details on the apartment that i’ve had in the cockles of my heart since last july, and after having a straight talk with my boss about the anxiety inherent (and unnecessary) in the schedule, and after spending maybe half an hour in a tincture of old habits which evaporated into a brand-new understanding of certain things, i sit here and metaphorize the future as a...
google earth has this add-on i just learned about where you can zoom in REALLY close on The Garden of Earthly Delights, so i geeked out and spent the past two hours gawking at the details and taking screen shots. carry on.
the PM shift and optimism
the PM shift: i’m working it today and tomorry. back to the old vampiric 3-11:30, weirdly unsure of what to do with my early-afternoon off. Got to call the guy who currently inhabits the apartment i want so dearly, to see if the landlord intends to raise the rent. indecisivenessrules my roost.
i went on a date recently, for the first time in oh, i’d say… 2 years; the whole...
bababadalgharaghtakamminarronnkonnbronntonner....
just racked, lately: i am in charge of scheduling 21 people in 3 separate departments, none of which really have the money to fully support the labor load, meaning that even while i am carving a schedule out which seems completely insufficient to support the workload which is incumbent upon the staff and myself, i am worried that it will somehow go over the budgetary allowances (sample excel...
get me one for all my past x-masses
Tibetan mastiff. i want one. i would name him in your honor.
