Sunday, November 26, 2006
Wednesday, November 22, 2006
This is the best news story ever.
Click on the title to read about an absolutely news worthy non-occurance.
A poem I like:
One man’s parents gave him an old fashioned name from the Diaspora.
These days only very old, very praying Jews still go by such a name.
His friends gave him a wild name, because he grew up
To be a big brave paratrooper, raised horses
out in the world and came back to raise them in the hills of Galilee.
His parents own a shop of women’s undergarments, corsets for the stout ones,
lightweight bras and little silk panties for the lean ones.
and whoever laughs at the story of a generation gap like that,
whoever even cracks a smile, doesn’t know a thing about
wild horses or the names of the land Canaan or Diaspora names
or the hills of Galilee or women
or women’s garments, either under or over,
or the land of Israel, or the history of the people of Israel.
-Yehuda Amichia
A food I like:
Latvian Sprats
One man’s parents gave him an old fashioned name from the Diaspora.
These days only very old, very praying Jews still go by such a name.
His friends gave him a wild name, because he grew up
To be a big brave paratrooper, raised horses
out in the world and came back to raise them in the hills of Galilee.
His parents own a shop of women’s undergarments, corsets for the stout ones,
lightweight bras and little silk panties for the lean ones.
and whoever laughs at the story of a generation gap like that,
whoever even cracks a smile, doesn’t know a thing about
wild horses or the names of the land Canaan or Diaspora names
or the hills of Galilee or women
or women’s garments, either under or over,
or the land of Israel, or the history of the people of Israel.
-Yehuda Amichia
A food I like:
Latvian Sprats
Sunday, November 19, 2006
Saturday, November 18, 2006
Show Stoppin! Show Show Stoppin
Howdy friends and revelers. Is it all good?
Anyway I thought I would talk to you all about my hairstyle. Some of my hairs are failing to grow. My widow’s peak is peaking.
Do I feel old or stylistically impaired?
Hell motherfucking no!
I wear the “Su Su Sudio”
Fohawks are for Foggots. Messy hair spikes are for jerks and Bartleby’s master.
I follow the fashion direction of Phil Collins.
Monday, November 06, 2006
Word on the Street.
The flagship sank. A boat cannot float forever. A boat needs its identity. A boat cannot be dismantled at once.
“Floaters” are poops that don’t sink.
“Floaters” are basketball shots that sort of hang in the air.
“Floaters”
In other news perestroika is all the rage.
Along with another kind of ice cream.
The food of the Chinese is fried and sticky
The Chinese have terrible teeth.
Peanuts make satisfying snacks, but no one is satisfied working for peanuts.
It is a golden shower age.
Keep looking for value
“Value for Money”
when you are right, you are right.
“Floaters” are poops that don’t sink.
“Floaters” are basketball shots that sort of hang in the air.
“Floaters”
In other news perestroika is all the rage.
Along with another kind of ice cream.
The food of the Chinese is fried and sticky
The Chinese have terrible teeth.
Peanuts make satisfying snacks, but no one is satisfied working for peanuts.
It is a golden shower age.
Keep looking for value
“Value for Money”
when you are right, you are right.