Update Blurbs
the world should never forget
(10/12/2005; 12:16am) - No replastering, the structure is rotten.
It's always a pleasure when I can do one of these and point you in the direction of some non-forum content. Today Mike offers us a look at nothing.
Not nothing, of course, but just so much unordered detritus that, for us and for whomever, it might as well be nothing. Which is something.
"Destruction is not negative, you must destroy to build."
-Jason.
(10/10/2005; 12:08pm) - In haste, returning...
After a somewhat inconsistent summer,
followed by the harrowing shift to fall,
an inspired trip westward, eastward, north and south,
I am back, comfortable, contained, able to put forth,
and entertain.
Fall League is going well, 12-10 victory tonight.
Some things (victory) are never far from sight.
-wil.
(10/06/2005; 10:11am) - who the fuck is chex!? why does he/she think they are a bobert
so myspace totally thinks my name is chex!
this totally adds credence to my were-bobert theory
.b
(09/29/2005; 01:03pm) - its like a werewolf but worse
these days i am concerned that i may be a were-bobert. turning into a jocky frat boy on every full man.
its really scary
.b
(i'd blurb today, but something about bob's blurb strikes me as funny enough to leave up.
-t)
(09/23/2005; 12:28pm) - want some money?
i spilled soda on my friend's imac, and had to pay to get it fixed.
i broke both my side headlights over the last year, and have to pay to get them fixed in time for inspection.
we just reknewed our renter's insurance.
do you need any money? i'm not very attached to it.
-t
(09/20/2005; 11:02am) - Lycanthrope
I don't care what anyone says, Ginger Snaps was a pretty great movie. (I'm listening to an album about werewolves now, and reading a book about vampires and werewolves. I'm so freaking goth.) -J.
(09/19/2005; 11:58am) - when there's nothing left...
the outside looks just like your mom's house,
excepts for the long yellow water marks tracing the buildings,
and the smell.
and inside?
spoiled furnature, ps2s, TVs, toys, refrigerators on the floor,
and the most amazing mold crawling up the walls...
what do you do when there's nothing left of a huge city like New Orleans?
(09/16/2005; 09:30am) - poem
when fridays feel the same
you know your job is lame.
-t
(09/15/2005; 11:47am) - why do thursdays surprise me
My problem with Nominee Roberts is not that he's a smug bastard. That I respect.
It's that he's so brilliant he can persuade you that he's not wrong
.b
(09/12/2005; 10:49pm) - Happy Autumn!
Now put away the white shoes already.
-Jason.