the record

Don't you hate it when you are looking for something and you end up going back and reading old emails? Old as in 10 years ago? And then you can't stop and you just keep reading all these back and forths about things that meant so much at the time? And you keep going up through the years?

Yeah.

I got stuck for about two hours last night doing just that. And I was already a bit emotional. But the amazing thing to me is how much we forget. OK, how much I forget. Did I really feel such a deep sense of urgency in that situation? Wow, I sent that person a package? Did we really meet for dinner that night? Did those two break up that long ago? I forgot that she knew him so well.

These things get lost. But I am glad to have a partial fossil record, knowing which paths crossed when. What some of my personal issues were and even a track record of my varying levels of communication with people I care about. There are some people that have been lost, and I feel that loss more now that I remember so acutely where we used to be.

Evolution happens so slowly. In the spiral of time it is hard to see down to the bottom and know the particles that began your life. We must document. Love love fear fear fear love love fear love. This is the binary code of longing and retreat. These are the benchmarks that fill the event log. We are beholden to time.

are you threatening me?

Today I realize that this







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it's not my fault that this is funny

y'know what?

This is awesome.

i want this very much can i have it please k thx

"Rabbits are cute, sure... but they always look just a little bit like they don't approve of what's going on around them. Now you can gain insight into the minds of bunnies everywhere - it's true, they don't approve!"

Disapproving Rabbits

can i be a bitch?

There is no fucking WAY that this is not Nathan Lane in drag.













- Incredibly stupid Republican Congresswoman who kept hanging up on the President-Elect

breakin' and poppin' with alfonso ribeiro

"There's nothing wrong with you that couldn't be fixed with some Prozac and a polo mallet."

- Woody Allen in Manhattan Murder Mystery

title suggestions for bush's presidential memoir

101 Ways to Fuck Up a Country

All the Children Left Behind

If I Did It

The Pet Goat II: Lost Little Lamb

Big Dick and Other Scary Stories

They Don't Like Me: Haters, Haterism and a Well-Played Golf Game

Religilous

Clearing the Brush: How I Sleep at Night

the movie..... there must be a god

best halloween costume ever?

sigh.

Barack Obama may be a New Man for a New Age -- I hope and even believe that he is -- but his way of winning this election, if he does, is a sort of apotheosis of modern advertising and packaging and big-budget electioneering, with a touch of idolatrous fever. There is almost certainly no choice but take this route, but still, I just wonder if a deep conflict of values doesn't lie at the heart of this evidently necessary compromise.

- Daniel Menaker on Huffington Post

waaaassuuuuuup

y'know?

I freaking hate it when someone implements my best ideas.

(someecards)

the voting base

I am uncertain what to think about this.

Does the public really need Leonardo DiCaprio to tell them to vote? Does this sort of thing work?

error of omission

Though I hate going to their site, it appears this morning that Fox is the only news outlet not publishing any poll results regarding the debate. Hmm, I wonder why?

obama campaign email blast

This seems to be getting some legs now, and it's about freaking time.

Julie --

Over the weekend, John McCain's top adviser announced their plan to stop engaging in a debate over the economy and "turn the page" to more direct, personal attacks on Barack Obama.

...

During the savings and loan crisis of the late '80s and early '90s, McCain's political favors and aggressive support for deregulation put him at the center of the fall of Lincoln Savings and Loan, one of the largest in the country. More than 23,000 investors lost their savings. Overall, the savings and loan crisis required the federal government to bail out the savings of hundreds of thousands of families and ultimately cost American taxpayers $124 billion.

Sound familiar?"

Watch the video.

"If you go home with somebody and they don't have books, don't fuck them."

- John Waters

"I guess it made more sense to commit to nothing. Keep my options open. And that's suicide... by tiny, tiny increments."

- John Cusack, High Fidelity

cheeky bastard

I am not ashamed to say that I have been a fan of George Michael for much of my life. Apparently he's had a rough go of it this past decade or so. So I was absolutely delighted when I was watching the finale episode of Extras, and he popped up! Additionally, Stewart Copeland and Sting got name-checked.

In summary this is the greatest clip ever which combines many great things including but not limited to Ricky Gervais, members of The Police, cock, and the man who wrote Credit Card Baby.

"Sorry it's so late. Perry Ellis 360? It's been bugging me. Let me know tom. am"

krafty kitty

This country is crazy and everyone is spiritually bankrupt and we've apparently left all rationality buried deep in a Superfund site but you know what's cute? Krafty kitties!

It's like 7 min. long but you'll get the gist after the first minute. Sooooo unbelievable.



(via cuteoverload)

quote of the week

"The fact that I am making a mess of things is a sign that I am truly here."

don't forget

Have you registered to vote at your current address?

Your vote DOES matter, and it's easy, and deep down you still care, and you don't take democracy for granted. Right??

sunday

in a frame

Terri said something really kind of crazy and funny at the Torch Club the other night. I immediately asked Donnie for a pen and insisted on writing it down. The next morning while getting ready to head out for work, I pull a scrap of paper out of my clutch with my happy, drunken handwriting on it. It was a moment that now I know I won't forget. And that paper is now in a little corner on my wall. It is things like this that make life worth living, in my estimation. Those things that are inexplicably funny or poignant - the little things - which are then scooped out of the bucket of everyday nonsense and framed somehow. That is what art is, and it can be anything.

So it is to my utter delight that I've just discovered Found Magazine. To wit:

It's a collection of notes and pictures and stuff from all over that people find. In the street, in an old book, wherever. Some of the commentary is really great too.

I just love this so much. I love to imagine the situations that produced these things. And I love the new humor or sadness that comes from seeing things out of their original context. The world is so fucking crazy. This site reminds me that we can let go and learn to love said crazy.

anjos e serafins

This photo blog is crazy beautiful, never quite seen anything like it.



It's micro-beauty!

a simple presidential debate drinking game

McCain's jowels start shaking: take a shot

Sparkly rainbows come pouring out of Obama's mouth: take a shot

He's vetting her for treasurer of his Future War Criminals of America Club.

Trust. And now back to the Sarah embargo.

"Turns out that there's a lot of interlinks within our financial system."

- George W. Bush

(Daily Show)

the image

I finally put my finger on why this election is so disturbing to me. (I consider this a coup for the day.) It's that old and brilliant idea put forth by Walter Benjamin regarding the "aestheticization of politics." As ideas and principles become upstaged by images, as images become the political experience, we enter a dangerous arena that can be a precursor to Fascism.

I hate to sound all paranoid. But nobody expects the Spanish Inquisition, as they say.

Seems like Eliot Spitzer's kinda been coming out of his cave this week.

I'm still so mad about that shit. I get it: hooker = resignation. But it seems to me he was brought down intentionally. Not to sound all conspiratorial, but the man was an enemy of shitty financial firms for years, and could have been even more so had he stayed in office as Governor of New York.

READ this.

hope for the flyover states

Dane County, Wisconsin is requiring contracted companies to offer health benefits to the domestic partners of their employees.

(Locher's)

this american life

Well, we've gone and made a big mess, haven't we.

It's slightly old but I think The Atlantic gives a great economic point of view here. It could be a good touchstone when thinking about how we got here. Which tends to be the question on everyone's mind.

I am not at all shocked by what is going on in the financial markets. But I don't gloat at Wall Street money whores losing their shirts because it affects us all. I do in large part blame Congress for the de-regulation of finance — and particularly looking the other way while hedge funders did just about whatever they wanted.

There is no such thing as a (sustainable) truly free market. This is what the uber-capitalists have wrought. The US is not an unshakable empire led by Jesus to rid the world of non-believers and make them all produce the stuff we toss into our garages. I guess it must have looked that way for a while.

We have to start producing something. We have to re-focus on education and teach the younglings about giving something of themselves to their communities.

I think people are going to slowly start to get it. They're gonna have to.

john mccain doesn't know what a "spain" is

It appears that he thinks Prime Minister Zapatero of Spain is some sort of drug lord or leader of a commie-fascist South American country?

Well, they're all brown, right? Those are the ones we fight, yes?

In summary: John McCain will make a very fine president who is white and old and has a great deal of expensive dental work. He has proven that he will not let the Browns beat us, and every American will have a brand-new Cadillac Escalade delivered to their driveway (or down by the river) on his Inauguration Day. John McCain is the President for us.

a public service

I would just like to assert, for the three people reading, that this blog is and will remain a S*r*h P*l*n-free zone.

thoughts

I saw my uncle today who is visiting from Minnesota. He can taste any corn and tell you where it's from. I am not in any way making that up.

After taking the quiz in the Special Features section of the DVD of Quadrophenia, it was revealed that I am neither a rocker nor a mod. I feel pretty good about that.

Just how many facets are there to life, anyway?

Sushi is spiritually good for you. I have no facts to back this up.

My mom has commenced a campaign to convince me that fresh beets are little presents from god, and in no way resemble canned beets. Also they make a very good dye.

I've started writing poems again.

Some things should be messy.

I can't decide whether a 33-year-old woman is allowed to have more than one stuffed animal.

I really really loooove my new house.

a beginning?

Well. Am I doing this again?

It seems that someone like myself should have a blog. I've certainly enjoyed blogging in the past. It would probably save my friends a lot of trouble too, since I could yammer here rather than yammering to them.

Things look different to me now. I must be getting older. Happens to the best of us. Perhaps I will blog about creeky joints and my descent into old age? (The fifty-year-old me is going to look at this and yak.) Oh god, blogs are so pointless, aren't they? I am boring myself just writing this.

Ah, but there is still poetry left in the world. It is everywhere. If it exists, it has to exist in me.

That's it, then.

I'd better go find my sense of humor/fun/whimsy/absurdity. I'm going to need it.