Archive for September, 2006

The Trick Is to Keep Breathing

I gotta find why you always go, when the wind blows [...]
Tell me you’re crazy—maybe then I’ll understand! [...]
God, sometimes you just don’t come through,
God, sometimes you just don’t come through…
— “God”, Tori Amos

You know, I’m not very deterministic—definitely not fatalistic (or much of anything-istic, for that matter)—but I’m totally convinced that The Fates have [...]

‘Melts to A Shriek—Wrecked, Solitary, Here…’

Best. Poem. Ever:

I felt a funeral, in my brain
Emily Dickinson
I felt a Funeral, in my Brain,
And Mourners to and fro
Kept treading—treading—till it seemed
That Sense was breaking through—
And when they all were seated,
A Service, like a Drum—
Kept beating—beating—till I thought
My Mind was going numb—
And then I heard them lift a Box
And creak across my Soul
With those [...]

‘So—How About A Blowjob?’

This MasterCard ad is great (wasn’t aired; don’t know the story behind the spoof.)