Published at: 07:02 pm - Thursday February 28 2008
SnoW-wHite invited me to play a blog game! Hooray!What you do is you pick a random book (or as in my case, cheat and pick one of your favorite books) then proceed to page 123 and quote sentences 6, 7 and 8. It is fun! Fun like jellybeans!
Tyler told me later that he’d never seen [...]
Published at: 03:02 pm - Tuesday February 26 2008
Viviane Reding is the European Commissioner for Information Society and Media. Apparently, and I say apparently because I have found no evidence about it yet other than an article in a newspaper, she and her cabinet, that is her lackeys, are going to produce a legal framework for controlling blogs. If this is true, this [...]
Published at: 12:02 am - Tuesday February 26 2008
Wake up, you never looked so glumTell me how will we know they can’t hear us coming?It’s easy for me, I got a headstart running awayKeep up or your disease spread quickSo how did you learn to be sick, so cunningIt’s easy to sing but you just keep on humming alongDid you hear that, I [...]
Published at: 02:02 pm - Friday February 22 2008
Nervethreads decoding the stream of the reality-inverting revolutionThe patterned untruth of non-dream: The closed eye visual delusion-Meshuggah, Closed Eye Visuals
Published at: 01:02 pm - Tuesday February 19 2008
“Only imagine a creature about half as large as a new-born infant; perfect in all its parts and lineaments, uttering words in a strange, unearthly voice, understanding what you say and replying to your questions. Imagine I say, this figure of about 19½ inches in height and 5 pounds in weight, and you will have [...]
Published at: 11:02 pm - Monday February 18 2008
There once was a tall man from FifeHe had an irritable wifeThey had a big rowHe called her a cowShe ended it all with a knife
Published at: 12:02 pm - Friday February 01 2008
I am the Dog. I am the Troll. I am the Goat and the Snake. The prodigal son that never returned. The madman that never became a saint. The whore that never repented.I sit under the bridge and I hear them overhead. Talking to each other, running, sometimes singing. At night they stumble, drunk with [...]