Update Blurbs
the world should never forget
(08/27/2004; 11:07am) - <-- hey! look over here!
remember how we were going to do a chain section where one person's art inspired another person's art, and we would create related art on and on into infinity?
maybe we should actually do that, it's a pretty good idea.
-tyler
(08/26/2004; 12:31pm) - i met jesus
angels helped me moved yesterday. an asian one (had no idea there were asian angels) even took the loft bed. another one might have been a terrorist as he looked all terrorist-ty you know all dark and allah lovin' (damn terrorist). but i still think he's an angel cause he took some of my stuff
.bobert
ps: i'm sure i could be more insulting, but damn it'd be hard
(08/24/2004; 01:29am) - Ripping a page
"So instead of the poems I had hoped for, there came only a shuddering blankness and ineffable loneliness; and I saw at last a fearful truth which no one had ever dared to breathe before -- the unwhisperable secret of secrets -- that fact that this city of stone and stridor is not a sentient perpetuation of Old New York as London is of Old London and Paris of Old Paris, but that it is in fact quite dead, its sprawling body imperfectly embalmed and infested with queer animate things which have nothing to do with it as it was in life."
-H.P. Lovecraft, "He"
(08/23/2004; 03:57am) - yet another city...
Bangkok smiles at me,
heat pollution smell
writing indecipherable
all lost in my confusion.
but i like it.
and i'm looking for an exit.
beach was better.
-wil.
(08/22/2004; 01:59pm) - waffles!!!!!
i was thinking of telling a joke that somehow implied that man as a species was useless. i went to the waffle house instead
~the guy below
(08/19/2004; 07:34am) - the early bird
it's a damn shame it is. Here i am pouncing on the blurb, trying to be ahead of the game. and it's not because i think it's so important, or because i need to get something off my chest but because if i dont't i'm afraid i'll forget. now isn't that kinda sad
.b
(08/18/2004; 02:27pm) - O-Fucking-Lympics.
you can't ignore the call of competition, physical excellence and a healthy dose of depoliticized nationalism.
so get a beer, some chips, and watch the shit out of these Olympic games.
wooo!
-a.
(08/17/2004; 12:30am) - Coming Home
It's said you can never go home again.
Fuck that. I just got back home after two months of working abroad (yes... anywhere that isn't the Northeast is a foreign land) and all that I learned in my travels made me realize that when you find a place you love, you'd do well to put down roots. Travel, experience new and different, but never forget who you are or where you came from.
Go New York or go fuck yourself.
jason.
(08/16/2004; 04:50am) - the beach
and it's not all bad.
the tourists aren't american,
the language isn't chinese,
the sea isn't the atlantic,
the money isn't euros.
these things, all of them,
are good.
-wil.
(08/15/2004; 10:58pm) - back in reinbeck
Up at a yoga retrete just past where we all went to school. It's spectacularly beautiful up here; green and full of life, both plant and animal. Two days gone and now I remember exactly why we used to eat drugs and run around the moist warm woods in the late summer... can't you see the world breathing?
-miceala