Max and I go way back (old youtube video).
Saturday, February 28, 2009
Friday, February 27, 2009
Wednesday, February 25, 2009
Monday, February 23, 2009
Let's talk about the weather.
outside my door yesterday just after sun and a little bit of warmth, and then the snow, and then sun after again with cold again. weird.
Sunday, February 22, 2009
Spot the differences.
This is stupid, I know; the original image was just begging for it. Like the kind of lame shit you find in bar-game machines. Ugh.
(*there are five)
Saturday, February 21, 2009
Friday, February 20, 2009
Monday, February 16, 2009
Saturday, February 14, 2009
Friday, February 13, 2009
Thursday, February 12, 2009
Tuesday, February 10, 2009
375, A Factless Biography
"The countryside is always where we aren't. There, and there alone, do real trees and real shade exist.
Life is the hesitation between an exclamation and a question. Doubt is resolved by a period.
Miracles are God's laziness–or rather, the laziness we ascribe to God when we invent miracles.
The Gods are the incarnation of what we can never be.
The weariness of all hypotheses..."
- Fernando Pessoa, Portuguese poet and writer.
Friday, February 06, 2009
Thursday, February 05, 2009
Wednesday, February 04, 2009
Monday, February 02, 2009
Sunday, February 01, 2009
Saturday, January 31, 2009
oh, poetry.
It came to me the other day:
Were I to die, no one would say,
“Oh, what a shame! So young, so full
Of promise — depths unplumbable!”
Instead, a shrug and tearless eyes
Will greet my overdue demise;
The wide response will be, I know,
“I thought he died a while ago.”
For life’s a shabby subterfuge,
And death is real, and dark, and huge.
The shock of it will register
Nowhere but where it will occur.
— JOHN UPDIKE, R.I.P.
Friday, January 30, 2009
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