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metaphors and boxes

April 30, 2008


I picked up a seashell To illustrate my homelessness But a crab crawled out of it Making it useless And all my metaphors fell flat Down on the rocks where we sat She asked where are you at? – “The Opposite of Hallelujah” – Jens Lekman I like words. I like reflection. I like being […]

what would Squints do?

April 23, 2008


this has got to be one of the best scenes in all cinema history. there’s just so much to love about this scene. adult-Smalls’ familiar voice providing the narrative voiceover. Ham’s hilarious gusto and his cracked “CANNONBALL!” announcement. Wendy Peffercorn. Squints’ look of sheer victory at 4 minutes and 10 seconds. universal themes of desperation, […]

when I’m inexplicably famous…

April 17, 2008


I can write that I have absolutely no desire to be famous, but that would make me a liar. deep, deep down, a part of me hopes for celebrity. at this point in my life, I possess no discernable talent. I’ve yet to accomplish anything of particular significance; to date, my most noteworthy milestone is […]

A Song For Milly Michaelson

April 15, 2008


every now and again, a song enters through my ears and makes a slow, smoldering course through my body, heart, and mind. I’m beginning to embrace more and more the connection between the metaphysical and the physical, the spiritual and the corporeal, and some songs serve as tangible reminders of such a concept. Thrice releases […]

hawaiian shirts make me a bad person

April 15, 2008


hawaiian shirts: never liked them, never will. I’ve got really particular aesthetic tastes; most people who know me understand that it’s part of who I am. sometimes I hate being so opinionated about how things look, and sometimes I’m glad that I possess enough sense to avoid wearing Teva sandals anywhere I stand a less-than-90% […]

neither did I

April 11, 2008


did you know that all vertebrae animals have a spleen?

small step

April 4, 2008


I’ve always appreciated being the recipient of honesty and I’ve (hopefully) gone about most of my life in a way that affords other that respect and, frankly, personal right. so, on monday, I told my boss(es) that I had applied for another job. nothing guaranteed, of course, but I had at least cast my net. […]