February 2009
38 posts
I am completely hooked on the idea of microblogging.
Prepare for an onslaught… In slow motion.
January 2009
32 posts
if
I don’t know if I’ve ever felt so capable, calm and patient. Where did this come from? Its wonderful, if perhaps a bit dull.
pencil
I’m halfway through Norman Mailer’s The Prisoner of Sex. It’s a fascinating read, I’d recommend it to most, but I’d espiecially recommend reading my particular copy of it. I bought it used at Powell’s a week or so ago. Its a pretty old version, has that old book smell and feels dated. The text itself is from the late 60’s, which only adds to the retro...
My Top 5 Artists (Week Ending 2009-1-25) →
Gang of Four (36)
The White Stripes (25)
Radiohead (21)
Rogue Wave (19)
The Hold Steady (17)
Imported from Last.fm Tumblr by JoeLaz
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zoology
there are these mornings i have sometimes, i wake up, have tea, take it easy, the sound of everything is somehow too much and not enough and the light breaks and bends and its all so ahhhh
im at most self-indulgent when i’m hungover, no doubt about it, i just write and presume to leak brilliance, a terrible presumption and ahhh
ahhh.
Lazy Thinking.
even capitalizing words is too...
Arguably the most bizarre night me my life. Is that weird? … Perhaps people are just so.
- 1:48am
What is it thats so unstoppable about you?
11:02pm -
scratch
I suspect people are unable to scratch their own backs for one simple reason: when its all been said, when its all been done, when the facts are clear and all truths revealed, when all has been consumed, devoured and satisfied, when you’re finished and all washed up there pricks something beyond your control. It’s that itch you can’t reach and it can only be satisfied by another...
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A realist of passion will see nothing there but evanescent formulas. The...
– from The Poetics of Reverie by Gaston Backelard.
My Top 5 Artists (Week Ending 2009-1-18) →
Frightened Rabbit (64)
The Tallest Man on Earth (35)
Blitzen Trapper (20)
Loch Lomond (17)
A.A. Bondy (16)
Imported from Last.fm Tumblr by JoeLaz
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knowing
The blank white space possesses me today. The whole world feels blank in the most wonderful way, as though its all a canvas for my splashing about. My senses are only halfway mine though, and I can only begin to wonder why.
I moved into a great new place, with some great new folks, but I dearly miss seeing the old folks in that old familiar regular way. I feel like I’ve gotten lucky not...
The Frontal Cortex →
Check it out! One of my favorites.
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made my day
Woman One: How much is the pass?
Woman Two: 83 dollars or something.
Woman One: Wow, why not just...
Woman Two: Because I go between 3 zones, that's 2.30 each way, this way I can ride as much as I want.
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Y’all be good to each other and take care! Good evening, again, thank...
– In a loud clear voice from the very front of the bus and unkempt elderly gentleman,sporting a “Jesus Did It” hat, no less, bidding his bus riding companions adieu.
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I love this city!
– Jesse Kaminski after the long shot run in we had this morning at Costello’s.
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like we mean it
Its been official for some time now: We’re in a recession. Bummer.
It’s also wintertime in Portland, Ore and that means that what little sunlight we actually do get comes filtered through layer upon layer of fog and gray.
But I’ve got great news! Buried in the very heavy sounding word that captures our economic state is a nearly weightless one: Recess.
And I think its...
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to interrupters
The vast flatness of life is best interrupted by the people we love and the people who love us back. My interrupters distract me from the vastness and re-channel my attention onto the things that matter: things like extended discourse and each other. I know how lucky I am, but I also know thats not enough.
Thank you.
My Top 5 Artists (Week Ending 2009-1-11) →
Antony and the Johnsons (34)
The Tallest Man on Earth (23)
Jenny Lewis with The Watson Twins (12)
TV on the Radio (12)
Peter Bjorn and John (11)
Imported from Last.fm…
Goddamn you frailty; I wish I had something to pray to.
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( )
rain drops like votes cast
storm clouds we each
pouring down what chances
what pain we impeach
sad news from close by
what facts may to claim
by close I mean closest
a child lost in the rain
no words and no heartache
I mean no able am I
(what loss be here knowing?
but all hearts are for beating,
and all ears tuned for breathing,
the close love be still tearing,
as tearing do I)
to...
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blank
I have a ridiculous number of things to share via this here blog. Even wrote some of it down the oold fashion way so that I wouldn’t forget. Oh pen and paper, how you tease.
My Top 5 Artists (Week Ending 2009-1-4) →
Headlights (19)
The Tallest Man on Earth (15)
Loch Lomond (9)
Jens Lekman (8)
Jenny Lewis with The Watson Twins (8)
Imported from Last.fm Tumblr by JoeLaz
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so Portland, it hurts →
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