Shebeen Club Tuesday: The Moon Project

Virginia Gillespie When: 7-9pm, Tuesday, July 15th rescheduled to July 29th, 2008

Where: The Shebeen, behind the Irish Heather, 217 Carrall

How: reserve @ lorraine.murphy at gmail.com

How Much: $15 includes dinner and a drink

What: The Moon Project with Virginia Gillespie

Who: For more info contact: lorraine.murphy at gmail.com

The Shebeen Club is pleased to present The Moon Project with White Rock poet, author, songstress, and maverick Virginia Gillespie. The author of Taoist Inner Tube Rider will be launching her innovative new Moon Project, a year-long, cooperative artistic challenge in which she invites all artists to participate.

This will be a very free-wheeling, possibly musical event which will cross the barriers between artistic disciplines and encourage audience participation.

Bio: Taoist Inner Tube Rider began as a metaphor to describe the Author’s style of writing that has evolved into a book and CD. It is created to bring the words alive and to inspire people to engage with poetry.

Through word, sound and image revelations are presented as a lyrical journey through time and as a cyclical ride through nature.

The writing spans four decades. The geographies are desert, forest, waterways, and sky represented in wind, weather and sound waves.

A woman rides through them all – flowing through vistas and deep feelings to find meaning and purpose.

Meet and Mingle 7-7:30
Presentation 7:30-8
Summer of Love reminiscences 8-whenever

Cthulhu Porn!

For some things, my friends, there are no words. The soulless perversions, both polymorphous and (shockingly) amorphous, of the cosmic aberration which is Cthulhu know bondage neither in space nor in time, nor in any other dimension either dreamed or measured.

Here, my friends, is proof. Cover your eyes and turn away, rather than click on and be damned.

Here be dragons.

Here be Cthulhu Goatse: More

Good Ideas vs Bad Ideas

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Good Idea: rollerblading down to the office to pay your dues to the Federation of BC Writers for which you are the new Lower Mainland rep. Gets your dues paid and your workout done at the same time, plus bonus tanning time you don’t have to feel guilty about because you were, hello? productive.

Bad Idea: having two honey lagers at White Spot before attempting to rollerblade home.

Nuff said.

Paging Gérard de Nerval!

As we at the ol’ raincoaster blog understand it, Spring is late in coming to parts of the world, and in such times our thoughts go always to those more primitive, dependent species: cephalopods, crustaceans, and government contractors.

Alas, we do not know, for it is not recorded, what became of the famed lobster of Gérard de Nerval, but we would not be at all surprised to discover it still lumbering mournfully around Paris, seeking its owner and the subtle secrets that only dreams can tell

But what if it’s chilly? Does this living national treasure of Symboilist Symbolist Poetry shivver in the chill miasma rising off the Seine? I shudder to think it.

Behold, the solution:

Lobster Sweater

quiz: which Lord of the Rings character are you?

I could have sworn I got Saruman on this before, not FroFuckingDo. Stolen from Aragorn.

Which Character from Lord of the Rings are you?
created with QuizFarm.com
You scored as Gandalf

Aragorn
83%
Gandalf
83%
Eomer
80%
Sam
80%
Sauron
77%
Gimli
73%
Frodo
73%
Boromir
67%
Gollum
63%
Saruman
60%
Legolas
60%
Pippin
57%
Merry
53%
Elrond
47%

a writer’s life: it’s not all skittles and beer

Sometimes it’s vengeful dames and whiskey sours. Welcome to my world:

Stolen from Gawker, which is quite the Kids in the Hall fanclub this weekend.

PS: Kids in the Hall were formed in 1984. Oh, GOD I’m old.

Quote o’ the Day: Toby Young on Fame

Toby Young, once again the least attractive in a group photo

It’s rare indeed to find someone whose fascination with the phenomenon of fame exceeds my own storied obsession, but I have indeed located one such sick and deluded soul, and his name is Toby Young. And here is the smartest thing he has to say on the subject, shamelessly stolen from his book The Sound of No Hands Clapping(oh, but before we get to that: when his book launch was broken up by a lubricated brawl of some degree of violence and spectacularity his pregnant wife tried to break up the fight, but he stopped her, saying, “Are you crazy? This is fabulous publicity!”):

There are so many different varieties of fame these days we need to develop a whole new vocabulary to describe them. At the moment, the best we can do is to rank celebrities according to whether they’re A-list, B-list, etc. But even if we use every letter of the alphabet that still only gives us 26 different types. That’s surely not enough. Eskimos have 47 different words for snow. Shouldn’t we have 47 words for celebrity?

Selah.

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