AUTHOR.CALHO: If I didn't write it, I would be hitch hiking cross country to Maine and then Alaska in that order. While taking frequent breaks to spread leaflets. And sit in diners. And write on things because I wasn't at a computer. I may still do that in a few years. Writing this also helps me forget about and better understand the limitations of being human, and keeps me busy enough to allow me no free time to burn the world down.

THEMATIC.ABOUT : Collapse often. The things that hold people together and hold them apart and scatter brains. The things that make thoughts go boom. The things that ooh and aah and [expletive deleted]. Sometimes poking around the margins where responsibility ends and the only one to look to is the Original Equipment Manufacturer and say "but, I already pressed 9 for more options and the menus are exactly the same. Can you just replace it?" The answer will be: "please hold." Sometimes hanging out in dark corners. Sometimes following the train tracks. Looking for ways out and ways in and all the while sharing the things seen and heard and done and drawn and written and scorched and healed and teased and caged and dreamed along the way.

5/6/10

pictures and links and interesting things

okay so i feel bad. mainly because i feel like this thing doesnt contribute anything to society. well, to society that exists beyond the four walls of my room.

would links help? dull the doldrums. do you remember reading about that in the phantom tollbooth? yeah, it was a good book. so how about this. ill put links to things that are interesting to me sometimes instead of just telling you about it, ill show you fuckers. and then youll be sorry. youll all be sorry!

or not. probably not. so pictures, links , and was there a third thing? there wasnt was there. there feels like there should be a third thing.

oh yeah the third thing... im gonna go back through the receipts and tag all of the artists i mention at the ends of posts so that well no that has no bearing on what you will or will not be able to see. oh well. how about this: you know that time i said it would take a tiny bit of work to make this account of human collapse even more fun to look at? i barely do. its hazy. no im kidding its clear as fucking day light on the belly of a beached albino sea cow. yeah, ill do it. and then we'll really be in love.

///The Roc Project Feat. Tina Area - "Never (Past Tense)" only because there was a 120 minute mixtape once upon a time that had this song in the mix. it isnt particularly good. there's very little i would count as special about it. but the song that was mixed in after it was amazing. sadly it was a live mix on the vaunted, now dissolved and refaced, 99.1 whfs. back when the radio still had something interesting going for it besides the prairie home companion. remember that show? it started off as trancemissions and then turned into zoltar's closet. shit was tizzight. anyway... this song was not great but the one after it that i remember to this day, but couldnt tell you the name of if you held a gun to my head, was soooo good. so i keep this song around to make absolutely sure i dont forget its conjoined hotter sibling.
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