Update Blurbs
the world should never forget
(05/13/2003; 04:29pm) - surprises! i love surprises!
amanda surprises herself.
bobert is surprisingly lucid,
and i am unsurprisingly vapid.
-tyler
(05/12/2003; 12:41am) - and so it goes...
another morning rolls across your shores.
another day finishes on mine.
it's like this curve of land we live on
actually creates time.
but even though we see each once,
the days tend to combine
because we're made of simple strain
and even simpler mind.
poocat.
(05/11/2003; 05:08am) - fine, fine, fine. i'll do the blurb.
tyler realizes his life's true calling and i suffer through a serious crisis and then deal with some spacing and coding issues.
are you happy now, bobert?
manda
(05/11/2003; 05:04am) -
tyler realizes his life's true calling and i suffer through quite a serious
are you happy now, bobert?
manda.
(05/11/2003; 05:01am) - fine, fine, fine. i'll do the blurb.
tyler realizes his life's true calling and
i have quite a seriouscrisis.
are you happy now, bobert?
(05/08/2003; 01:22pm) - it's just like that
rain drifing down as i stood on the platform,
rain slanting as the train pulled away,
returning slowly to vertical
as i made the next leap,
to the ground,
under it,
above it,
and all around.
it's good to spend a day walking.
you see so many things.
you watch so many words take wing.
poocat.
(05/06/2003; 11:17am) -
all endings can be seen as new beginnings. except for the end of House Party III. that was just an ending.
tyler
(05/05/2003; 11:15am) - and then... bang.
it's not always like this.
x2 doesn't always wreck my brain.
i still can't teleport,
though i've been trying again.
and i still can't remember their names,
now that i'm old enough for it not to be a crime,
just a small shame.
poocat.
(05/02/2003; 11:05pm) - at the scene of a slaughter
"..and just like that he burst outta da woods wit dis big axe. i ran an' hid cause though i'm brave like ma pappy mamma didna raise no fool. anyway this madman with a hair like mop and dis big axe points to this tiny blog with his finger and starts yelling stuff like 'you started SOOO WEELL. look at you now, this must end!'. that ol' blog was just a shiverin' and saying it could do better when WHACK. that man chopped right through it. it was gross, the li'l blog oozin' 0's and 1's like. and mophead man stood over it said something like 'i'll create a world of my not YOUR design' he yelled the your part reeaaalll loud. and thats when i peed myself. hold me?
No? how about if i change my pants first "
- eyewitness to the death of a blog
(transcribed by bobert))
(05/01/2003; 02:09pm) -
it is much easier to have profound thoughts when standing on a precipice.
-tyler