Leave the switchblade at home,
but nevertheless....
for you
Posting every day means
You have no life
but can also mean
"I saw this
and could not wait
to share it with you"
You have no life
but can also mean
"I saw this
and could not wait
to share it with you"
melancholy
It's gone cold.
The air feels like anticipation.
We're winter folk, you and I.
Don't you think?
Until spring.
The air feels like anticipation.
We're winter folk, you and I.
Don't you think?
Until spring.
fresh beats
Some music for the decade or "music that, if you havn't heard yet, then you should... now."
I picked these for you because I thought you would like them.
Their in no particular order, and are pretty eclectic.
kiss, pet small cats, sleep, and party to these beats.
Bon Iver
Dead Man's Bones
Chris Garneau
C-Rayz
The Avett Brothers
Warpaint
Old Crow Medicine Show
Nizlopi
and of course Jeff Pianki
I picked these for you because I thought you would like them.
Their in no particular order, and are pretty eclectic.
kiss, pet small cats, sleep, and party to these beats.
Bon Iver
Dead Man's Bones
Chris Garneau
C-Rayz
The Avett Brothers
Warpaint
Old Crow Medicine Show
Nizlopi
and of course Jeff Pianki
never ever
Muslims with guns
& bombs
& knives.
Comets, nuclear wars,
& polar bears
looking for ice that isn't there.
Walled cities
& starving, swarming, masses.
Lovers all out of love
& warriors all out of fight.
& tonight
In the cold winter air
under clean warm sheets
two naked backs
touch against each other
at the base of the spine
and do not pull away.
& bombs
& knives.
Comets, nuclear wars,
& polar bears
looking for ice that isn't there.
Walled cities
& starving, swarming, masses.
Lovers all out of love
& warriors all out of fight.
& tonight
In the cold winter air
under clean warm sheets
two naked backs
touch against each other
at the base of the spine
and do not pull away.
Here's some nice music.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=62i9Sodwp5o&feature=related
violence
By giving myself over
to the hands of fateI’d ended up at the house
of someone I’d punched in the face
at the park, several years before.
Prior, we’d been friends off and on,
and since had seen each other
in close company but neither spoken of
nor alluded to the fact
of what had happened.
I’d caught him off guard,
two times square in the nose
before being wrestled away,
with a shiny black eye
screaming and yelling
the way boys do
in situations at the skate park
And as I sat across the kitchen table
watching him choose records,and talk about the taste of a certain sandwich.
I smile knowing
we're gonna be friends forever.
panther starship
Also, i can draw, maybe
G.I. Joe used to remind us brain dead little fuckers, after school everyday, that knowing was half the battle. This was before we realized television was shit and beer and chasing tail was where it was at, also we were like ten, so by beer I mean candy and by tail i mean tail (or meth) whatever.
dillinger
Must have been nice
to be able to rob a bank
in the days when it was cool.
Just walk right up to the teller
waving a pistol around,
bandana over your mouth
making your demands.
In and out,
clean as a whistle.
No trouble at all.
Or maybe it wasn’t nice.
Maybe it made you sad
to take things from people
by scaring them into thinking
you’d rather end their lives
than ever have to be poor.
Blogger's being stupid, and I seem to be unable to upload photos, which sucks because I have several sick ones ready to show off, also I drew a picture on paint. Maybe one day you will see them, until then heres some nice literature!
to be able to rob a bank
in the days when it was cool.
Just walk right up to the teller
waving a pistol around,
bandana over your mouth
making your demands.
In and out,
clean as a whistle.
No trouble at all.
Or maybe it wasn’t nice.
Maybe it made you sad
to take things from people
by scaring them into thinking
you’d rather end their lives
than ever have to be poor.
Blogger's being stupid, and I seem to be unable to upload photos, which sucks because I have several sick ones ready to show off, also I drew a picture on paint. Maybe one day you will see them, until then heres some nice literature!
obviously
No no no, first you get the sugar
then you get the flour,
then you make the cupcakes,
THEN you get the women.
then you get the flour,
then you make the cupcakes,
THEN you get the women.
juice
wildberry juice
poor berries
not so wild anymore
don't worry,
i'll rescue you from that juice box.
poor berries
not so wild anymore
don't worry,
i'll rescue you from that juice box.
should be a perfume
for pretty girls
"Sun-rype Wildberry"
no sugar added.
fall is (still) glorious
I’ve never broken a bone.
I know this is something people say, but it is true.
One motorcycle accident, two car crashes, countless bails.
I’ve been thinking maybe it’s time I should, right?
I mean if not now, when?
Scary.
I know this is something people say, but it is true.
One motorcycle accident, two car crashes, countless bails.
I’ve been thinking maybe it’s time I should, right?
I mean if not now, when?
Scary.
Our hard drives will be thin air.
They will make nanobots look like elephants.
And elephants will be in there too. Tagged. Accessible with search terms
like grey, ivory,
and the largest land dwelling mammal
We will process away at nothing and understand everything.
We will think of a word and the information will slip in,
not through our ears or eyes
but straight thorough our skin. Information will breathe in and out of us; permeate.
Our knowing will be as deep as it is wide.
You see our work here is to learn so much,
to be so full of knowing,
that all there is left to do is unlearn.
check it after the jump
http://www.inbflat.net/
They will make nanobots look like elephants.
And elephants will be in there too. Tagged. Accessible with search terms
like grey, ivory,
and the largest land dwelling mammal
We will process away at nothing and understand everything.
We will think of a word and the information will slip in,
not through our ears or eyes
but straight thorough our skin. Information will breathe in and out of us; permeate.
Our knowing will be as deep as it is wide.
You see our work here is to learn so much,
to be so full of knowing,
that all there is left to do is unlearn.
check it after the jump
http://www.inbflat.net/
bombing hills
The season seems to reversed slightly and halted. However in each passing day the chances of thrashin' pavement diminishes greatly. But to think of all the work days that have been wasted having good times is epic and glorious.Winter is cool, to rag on it would be unoriginal and super cliche (can't find the accent key, fuck). You can have no electricity parties, and sit around fire places and candles, make hot chocolat and drink cheap wine and beer and have like real conversations or maybe make out, pardon?
Anyway, go make friends and draw with crayons.
Pioneers, Oh Pioneers!
Come my tan-faced children,
Follow well in order, get your weapons ready,
Have you your pistols? have you your sharp-edged axes?
For we cannot tarry here,
We must march my darlings, we must bear the brunt of danger,
We the youthful sinewy races, all the rest on us depend,
O you youths,
Western youths,
So impatient, full of action, full of manly pride and friendship,
Plain I see you Western youths, see you tramping with the foremost,
Have the elder races halted?
Do they droop and end their lesson, wearied over there beyond the seas?
We take up the task eternal, and the burden and the lesson,
All the past we leave behind,
We debouch upon a newer mightier world, varied world,
Fresh and strong the world we seize, world of labor and the march,
Pioneers! O pioneers!
dot dot dot
I woke up today and realized I have no idea what I'm going to do with my life. All I can do is go to university and pretend to enjoy it, smoke cigarettes and make as if artistic talent will take me somewhere.
litterbug
Maybe the earth would be better off without us.
Safe and clean and perfect;
Like a toy nobody got to play with.
so be nice, and live it up.
Safe and clean and perfect;
Like a toy nobody got to play with.
so be nice, and live it up.
Hemingway
He never seemed to mind
the banalities of a normal life
and I find it, gets harder every time.
So he aimed his shotgun into the blue
Placed his face in between the two
and sighed, "Here's To Life!"
red dawn
Dear Patrick Swayze
You weren't like the rest
why did you have to go?
there is still so many russians
that needed killing.
I hope life was nice for you.
You weren't like the rest
why did you have to go?
there is still so many russians
that needed killing.
I hope life was nice for you.
green as a pea
We can plant food
in the earth
and it will grow.
It is not a secret. It is easier to make
than clothes or movies.
We don’t even need to yell at it. You don’t even need to freak out
or stress, or whatever you call it
when your jaw gets all tight
like I saw it get that one time
you were mad about your coworker
who cheated you out of that sales commission.
Yeah, you were so mad then.
Couldn’t stop talking about it.
Coming up with weird revenge plans
like a TV caper crook.
You can’t even remember that job now.
Can’t even remember what it felt like to call someone a coworker.
But you remember the food we ate.
Juicy Watermelons.
Came up out of the ground
took no effort at all
just time.
like a baby
or anything else
that truly matters.
I won't even pretend that I wrote this, it's too good. Thanks Dallas Clayton, keep being awesome. Who reads this anyways?
(I hope you do though)
in the earth
and it will grow.
It is not a secret. It is easier to make
than clothes or movies.
We don’t even need to yell at it. You don’t even need to freak out
or stress, or whatever you call it
when your jaw gets all tight
like I saw it get that one time
you were mad about your coworker
who cheated you out of that sales commission.
Yeah, you were so mad then.
Couldn’t stop talking about it.
Coming up with weird revenge plans
like a TV caper crook.
You can’t even remember that job now.
Can’t even remember what it felt like to call someone a coworker.
But you remember the food we ate.
Juicy Watermelons.
Came up out of the ground
took no effort at all
just time.
like a baby
or anything else
that truly matters.
I won't even pretend that I wrote this, it's too good. Thanks Dallas Clayton, keep being awesome. Who reads this anyways?
(I hope you do though)
mean spirited.
A homeless man once gave me a rock. Round and smooth, from water and waves of some far of lake, it sat in my hand and seemed to fit. He told me it was "father rock" and would fend of evil spirits. He said they were all over and coming from everywhere, also there was an obscure relation to crows and birds.
He never gave a good description of what these spirits looked like, no photo, nor drawing on napkins. I'm assuming he thought I would know when I saw one, and simply left that part out.
So far I've thrown Father Rock at six people,
their spirits seemed evil enough at the time.
He never gave a good description of what these spirits looked like, no photo, nor drawing on napkins. I'm assuming he thought I would know when I saw one, and simply left that part out.
So far I've thrown Father Rock at six people,
their spirits seemed evil enough at the time.
north and south
Used to feel like California, with your baby eyes so blue.
Now I feel like Carolina, I split myself in two. Now I’m walking backwards from Chicago through Washington. But that ain’t enough no, you want me to run.
Better watch your soul it’ll leave you like a hundred bucks, my friend said, “stick to your guns” But instead I just got stuck. And I’m walking backwards lookin’ forward to getting done. Oh but that ain’t enough, no you want me to run
Oh that ain’t enough no, you want me to run.
Now I feel like Carolina, I split myself in two. Now I’m walking backwards from Chicago through Washington. But that ain’t enough no, you want me to run.
Better watch your soul it’ll leave you like a hundred bucks, my friend said, “stick to your guns” But instead I just got stuck. And I’m walking backwards lookin’ forward to getting done. Oh but that ain’t enough, no you want me to run
Oh that ain’t enough no, you want me to run.
i'm on a boat.
Apparently pirates still exist. I know all about the scary Somalian kind, or the Filipino ones that fucked up Mr. Zissou, but I'm talking about the classy cool kind with liquor and silly costumes and eye patches. Grand. Theft. Aqua.
Peoples empty speedboats do not equal bar patios, even in Winnipeg. Just making memories, no regrets bitches.
Peoples empty speedboats do not equal bar patios, even in Winnipeg. Just making memories, no regrets bitches.
cigarettes from barchet's
Awkward situations are funny and can be pretty awesome in terms of the cuteness factor, depending on who you're talking too, or being awkward around. I mean how often do you get to be awkward anymore? It's like turning your back on a large part of your childhood. And the funny thing about being awkward now, at this age, is you know you're being awkward.
So your thinking back at that first time you realized polite, cute as button girls in cardigans and high-waisted skirts are hotter than like... 20 Audrina Partridges (no offence Audrina) and your friends are all into boobs and bikinis (which is cool too, but...) and your like... man is this a new form of gay or am I just super cool? A bit awkward for a little guy right? I think that's when cute and awkward first met, but you gotta be cute to make awkward a pass. And you can't be awkward all the time, cause awkward is how a boy knows that this super cute girl might be his super cute girl in the near future.
a softer world
Dear Nintendo
We need a new Mario game, where you rescue the princess in the first ten minutes, and for the rest of the game you try and push down that sick feeling in your stomach that she's "damaged goods."A concept detailed again and again in the profoundly sex negative instruction booklet, and when Luigi makes a crack about her and Bowser, you break his nose and immediatley regret it.
When Peach asks you, in the quiet of her mushroom castle bedroom, "do you still love me?" you pretend to be asleep. You press the "A" button rythmically, to control your breath. Keep it even.
-Joey Comeau
We need a new Mario game, where you rescue the princess in the first ten minutes, and for the rest of the game you try and push down that sick feeling in your stomach that she's "damaged goods."A concept detailed again and again in the profoundly sex negative instruction booklet, and when Luigi makes a crack about her and Bowser, you break his nose and immediatley regret it.
When Peach asks you, in the quiet of her mushroom castle bedroom, "do you still love me?" you pretend to be asleep. You press the "A" button rythmically, to control your breath. Keep it even.
-Joey Comeau
take off your glove first you'll enjoy it more
So let's not forget that besides being a total creeper... even if he didn't do those things to those boys... MJ also totally out bid McCartney for the rights... er usage... er whatever the technical term is for a large majority of Beatles songs belonging to Mister Lennon himself after Johns death.
So thats like your mom dying, than your creepy neighbour runs over and steals all the photographs of her... and her secret recipes. I'd be all bummed and crying and feeling ever so weakened by all the days events.
What an asshole, right? Paul must have been so sad, watching Jacko selling Beatles songs to mini-van commercials. Not that I'm one of those HUGE beatles fans, I'm not really an actual "fan"... who is anymore? That shit is so mainstream; saying you like The Beatles is like saying you like toast with jam.
So, Micheal Jackson, you were pretty fly when you were a young guy... but thanks for leaving the party a little early. You were creeping people out.
So thats like your mom dying, than your creepy neighbour runs over and steals all the photographs of her... and her secret recipes. I'd be all bummed and crying and feeling ever so weakened by all the days events.
What an asshole, right? Paul must have been so sad, watching Jacko selling Beatles songs to mini-van commercials. Not that I'm one of those HUGE beatles fans, I'm not really an actual "fan"... who is anymore? That shit is so mainstream; saying you like The Beatles is like saying you like toast with jam.
So, Micheal Jackson, you were pretty fly when you were a young guy... but thanks for leaving the party a little early. You were creeping people out.
indian summer
I know it's old news, and we all know the glory of chucks. But ever notice how high top Chuck Taylors always seem to lock down an outfit, no matter how fucked up and outrageous it is. Even on not so "cool" people, like the homeless....which is a lie, cause they are very cool.
It's just in that special way that only Converse could, even vans and addidas can't seem to totally clear someones sense of style on certain days in particular. Like if some crazy fucking hobo is charging at you with the standard hobo attire, and strapped on those feet are soggy nikes from 1996, your gonna be all like "Fuck, I don't recognize this dude, this guy right here is gonna stab me." But if hes got converse than who knows right? Not so scary, probably just a street kid...
Like you could probably slap a pair of chucks on Darfur or even Iraq and we'd all be like "Yeah, whatever, their looking pretty sharp, i think its all going pretty super awesome for everyone over there."
It's just in that special way that only Converse could, even vans and addidas can't seem to totally clear someones sense of style on certain days in particular. Like if some crazy fucking hobo is charging at you with the standard hobo attire, and strapped on those feet are soggy nikes from 1996, your gonna be all like "Fuck, I don't recognize this dude, this guy right here is gonna stab me." But if hes got converse than who knows right? Not so scary, probably just a street kid...
Like you could probably slap a pair of chucks on Darfur or even Iraq and we'd all be like "Yeah, whatever, their looking pretty sharp, i think its all going pretty super awesome for everyone over there."
smiles and skateboards
The secret to partying is you have to deserve it.
When you go out every night the whole thing becomes a big boring chore. But when you just finished a bitch shift at work, than hiked from the vendor, where you've just bought king cans with the pocket change found in your couch (pocket couch change), too that park next to that creepy old house, and everyone else is happy to be there.... you know the night is going to be so much fun you wish your brain recorded video.
When you go out every night the whole thing becomes a big boring chore. But when you just finished a bitch shift at work, than hiked from the vendor, where you've just bought king cans with the pocket change found in your couch (pocket couch change), too that park next to that creepy old house, and everyone else is happy to be there.... you know the night is going to be so much fun you wish your brain recorded video.
it's not even a test day
Fuck you immune system, you think you can just drag me down like that? We'll you're not getting off easy, I'm not 6 years old and can't simply stay home, watch Samurai Pizza Cats, and eat Froot Loops 'till I throw up.
So this is the deal, I'm gonna go to work (yes you have to come) and than after work we'll try napping it out, but after that it's all beer and cigarettes.... you've had plenty of chances over the past week.
So this is the deal, I'm gonna go to work (yes you have to come) and than after work we'll try napping it out, but after that it's all beer and cigarettes.... you've had plenty of chances over the past week.
meanwhile manliness thunders on
Makeup is okay if you’re a Vegas showgirl, or a drag queen, or even a burn victim with something to hide, but the rest of you need to stop trying to draw a pretty face on.... your face.
More freckles please.
More freckles please.
king cans and back hands
Too cute for the universe type women (the ones who wear old man sweaters and have cigarette burns in their summer dresses) like to pretend they aren’t going to have kids, cause it's like admitting your life is gonna be a housewife dead end (very unoriginal). But when they see moms glide down the street in doc marten boots, and a haircut that would make the "Girl, Interrupted" herself jealous they secretly think, “One day.”
Not like I'm dying to create little small people with these girls, this is simply what I chose to believe...
Not like I'm dying to create little small people with these girls, this is simply what I chose to believe...
young and idealistic
Now all that racial tension is over, and everyone sees the merit of fun stuff like sex, drugs, and rock and roll can we take the rest back to the 50s, please? How about a time when all men were war heroes and women dressed like presents.
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