an hypothesis

An radical hypothesis, in fact.

from the Archive.

Monday, May 02, 2005

It’s a possiblility, that’s all I’m saying. No proof either way, but still, a nagging doubt continues…

What if JD Salinger and Thomas Pynchon were the same person?

Hey, not so fast! Hear me out.

Did anyone ever see the two of them in a room together? Are there any vacation photos of them side-by-side, up to their knees in wholesome Cheasapeake Bay? I don’t think so!

Physical description: an aging man, tall, with big ears. Possibly badly dressed. Hey thanks, that describes everyone up to and including George Herbert Walker Bush, but I don’t think he wrote Gravity’s Rainbow.

Come to think of it, has anyone seen Francis Bacon in a room with…

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why saving daylight costs lives

Zombie rage

Because not all of us are morning people, GODDAMMIT!!!

Daylight.

Fucking.

Savings.

I want to find out who invented this, then I want to find out where he’s buried, then I want to go there and dig him up, and then I want to beat him to a fine puree using no instrument of greater delicacy than a frozen musk-ox foreleg. And if he’s not dead, I want to strangle and bury him first.

Signed,
Not A Fucking Morning Person, GODDAMMIT, all right, you motherfuckers!!!

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things I was too young to notice at the time #1

Josie and the Pussycats were riding around in a giant vibrator.

No, check it out; either that is an enormous vibrator or it’s the world’s largest bottle of Pierre Cardin. Seriously, the only reason I was able to watch this show, I’m sure, is that my parents didn’t get up until nine on the weekends.

Also, is this what they had before shark-jumping? Going into outer space and getting a Twee, Useless Sidekick? So, Bush has got Matt “Dirty” Sanchez; now, what can we do about shooting him into space?

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pic o’ the day: footsteps

Umbrella, snow, footsteps

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blog-o-matic

Mad scientist!Because sometimes you’re just too damn lazy to write the blog post yourself. Here, via the Generator Blog, is the Blog-o-matic blog post generator (now improved: 50% less maudlin than the LiveJournal post generator).

My result:

Everything to know about Genes

Last night I dreamt we simply need to realize to make peace on earth. Why am I talking about Genes, you probably wonder… OK, I will tell you something here now… Back in school things were still OK. Like a true poet or something. OK, but back to the story. But something felt awkward. I dreamt of a giant banana. Which isn’t something I post about usually, but…

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and the LiveJournal Generator:a blue kitten!!! OMG so cute!!!

Your entry is as follows:

Today was really great.
I got out of bed because I had to throw up. I’m really sick. I mean REALLY sick.

I feel sad, because Sarah and Britney are complete bitches. They told everyone I have an STD, just because I slept with both of their boyfriends on Saturday night.

I’m so sad. My kitten got run over this afternoon. I found him when I was coming home from school. His head was all squished. I took some photos. I’ll miss him. Poor kitty.

Last night I had to shave my entire body. Apparently, the lice that I caught from Amanda’s friend are really hard to get rid of. I look quite strange with no hair and eyebrows. I’d post pictures, but my webcam is broken.

I want to tell the world to get fucked.

I am making this journal friends only because I don’t want the world to read what I’m writing, even though I’m posting it on the internet.

Today, I got a digital camera! Yes! Here’s ten thousand photographs of my cat.

I want to say thanks to the world for absolutely fucking nothing! You all suck. I feel so alone, no one ever reads this journal, or even comments to let me know that I’m not suffering alone. It’s cold here, and I want to die, but I cannot figure out how many of you to take with me when I go.

I went to the doctor yesterday, and he said I have bipolar disorder, which makes me different enough to be interesting, but the same as all the other cool people with bipolar disorder.

You should all do this quiz! It’s amazingly accurate. You just put in your name and birthday, and it will tell you Customize.

Type something here.

That’s enough for now. But I’ll leave you with this thought – sharing your life with strangers on the internet is the cheapest form of therapy available. Leave a comment and tell me I’m beautiful.

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