25lines, redux

me: what kind of story homey (Autoreply): hi, tell me a story homey: any story me: any at all? ok hmmm so i guess something i’ve been thinking about is the nature of existence and our contemplation of it basically there are always some people who insist on thinking about how we behave as people [...]

in high school… i think perhaps in junior year…? i was a bit crestfallen… for some reason i was convinced that i lacked charisma. perhaps because it was true. as may always be the case in such stories, there was this girl. and it’s a long story, but i had her, but then futzed it. [...]

my grandma died this morning. there. it’s typed. i guess it’s kinda weird to share that kind of news in a public arena… but i think i feel most comfortable this way. it’s weird. i guess i’ve been in proximity to death. a lot. actually yeah, quite a bit. but not direct impact. my uncle [...]

Courtesy of Her Awesomeness, Ms. Booger Pizzachunks: Bed Books: http://bedbooks.net/

before i sign off – ppls i pointed out to tubular bells – it’s best enjoyed with headphones, you’ll notice each instrument begin in the moderate left channel, and drift right, and finally stack to the right – it all sticks, playing in the deep right channel. if you would like to experience tubular bells, [...]

so in my notebook several years ago we drew up plans for a few things namely: The Island – and – The Mansion this notebook was lost as i told you before… that’s ok. it was time for a redesign. a lot of the people who had dedicate private rooms are no longer in my [...]

the feeling of a good shave after a few days is incomparable. in a way, it’s like taking off a mask, coming out from hiding. physically and spiritually. it’s like reinventing yourself every several days. when you shave every day, or even every other – it’s just not the same. this is fresh.

something lost in the digital era, with all that losslessness. mix-tape era songs, you’d get the character with the recording. songs that were copied over and over and over turned fuzzy, like a badge of their awesomeness. the guys never really were fans, high-fidelity and all that, but the girls were. like the static made [...]

writes very differently than other pens. it’s all about the feelings… the way the ink comes out, the way the nib scratches across the surface of the paper. it changes the words that come out, and even what you think you want to say. there’s an eloquent romantic elegance about it, washing over it when [...]

just read the subj. of an e-mail as saying “gardners needed for 6.046″ SO confused.

found this in my bright pink folder in the corner of the war-room. People are Noise When you sit alone in your room on a Friday night, and all the books in the world can’t sate your boredom – it hits you, and you know it. People are noise. Wherever we go, there are others, [...]

what in the world is better than noodles?

my background Originally uploaded by brainyark. having a good desktop background image is key… this is from grad party out in the stix… gracefully hosted by the homey in duxbury

what we seldom stop to contemplate is the single greatest wonder of being individuals. no one can truly ever know what’s in your head, unless you tell them honestly. in any interaction, any whatsoever, there may be face, there may be elemental justice. but there’s nothing anyone can do to ever really know what’s in [...]

someone took the time and effort to type up the lyrics to the classic song by daft punk. i thought i would share them with you. i hope you enjoy. Around the world, around the world Around the world, around the world Around the world, around the world Around the world, around the world Around [...]

the problem with technology i guess in america is that the new, cool technology well, is essentially communist. the more people who use it, the better. Link: Flickr photostream anyway, there are some public photos there. i took the liberty of making private any photo with a person in it. if you want access to [...]

for some reason, teletubbies is on the tele right now. it’s 2 AM eastern time, maybe they’re simul-casting british broadcast? i’d never actually watched this show before… ok, lets run by this. the sun has a baby face in the middle, like an actual baby. periscopes that talk like loudspeakers emerge from the ground. the [...]

you’re so succulent and beautiful shimmerin and dirty, wonderful and hot times on your telephone line and God and everythin on your telephone and in walk an Angel i used to stay up til 3, 4 am in highschool. grade 10. part of that whole finding yourself zone people go through Second Toughest in the [...]

it is certainly clear to me now, more than ever before, that the Quality of one’s life is wholly dependent on the Quality of one’s interactions with acquaintances, friends, and loved ones. the presence of said people is even better. a domination of presence, that erupts from the presence of someone utterly more interesting than [...]

it’s quiet in morning-time fake lights out the window fake lights here, with citric smell lost in utter contemplation in traffic watching the world left behind makes me quiet, listening talk talk words words be worlds apart be here where we are now experience in full transcontinental disconnect always loved a film simple distinctive (floating [...]