Today I got called a poser. The odd thing we were discussing fishing and I was the only one in the room with a valid fishing license. So, my question is what am I posing as? I’ve given this a lot of thought. I’ve never been accused of being fashion forward. My wardrobe consists mainly of t-shirts and jeans. It’s certainly some sort of decision that we all make thought. How do you dress yourself? Sure, it might be using crass consumerism to express yourself but it’s still expression. I’ll put being called a poser right up there with accusations of hipsterdom. Look people, I’m not a hipster, I’m just hip. The only person I am posing as is myself. I hope to rip off a few of the greats as I go though.
Communication
I would love dearly to talk to a person. I am sick of talking at them. I want to argue with someone. I want to strive against them and come up wanting. I think we are all engaged in struggle. Still at the end I can only laugh.
Imitation Intended.
Woke me up
fucking.
I laid in bed and
listened
to that sweet squeaking of bed springs
mixed with my music.
it’s one of
the most
religious
sounds I know.
Thompson Transcribed Too.
they go by one by one and as they do it gets close
to me and
I don’t mind that so much, it’s
just that I can’t be practical about the
mathematics that take others
to the vanishing point.
last Saturday
one of racing’s greatest harness drivers
died - little Joe O’Brien
I had seen him win many a
race. he
had a peculiar rocking motion
he flicked the reins
and rocked his body back and
forth. he
applied this motion
during the stretch run and
it was quite dramatic and
effective…
he was so small that he couldn’t
lay the whip on as hard as the
others
so
he rocked and rocked
in the sulky
and the horse felt the lightning
of his excitement
that rhythmic crazy rocking was
transferred from man to
beast…
the whole thing had a feel of a
crapshooter calling to the
gods, and the gods
so often answered…
I saw Joe O’Brien win
endless photo finishes
many by a
nose.
he’d take a horse
another driver couldn’t get a
run out of
and Joe would put his touch
to it
and the animal would
most often respond with
a flurry of wild energy.
Joe O’Brien was the finest harness driver
I had ever seen
and I’d seen many over the
decades.
nobody could nurse and cajole
a trotter or a pacer
like little Joe
nobody could make the magic work
like Joe.
they go one by one
presidents
garbage men
killers
actors
pickpockets
boxers
hit men
ballet dancers
fishermen
doctors
fry cooks
like
that
but Joe O’Brien
it’s going to be hard
hard
to find a replacement for
little Joe
and
at the ceremony
held for him
at the track tonight
(Los Alamitos 10-1-84)
as the drivers gathered in a
circle
in their silks
at the finish line
I had to turn my back
to the crowd
and climb the upper grandstand
steps
to the wall
so the people wouldn’t
see me
cry.
Bukowski
8 hours a Day.
I had a freind once, I don’t know if she still is or not, haven’t seen her in a few months now anyhow. She told me that my issues came from not having the proper media to express myself, that I hadn’t found the right tools yet. I have given this much thought and tried a lot of tools since then but I think the problem lies not in the medium but with my unwillingness to sit down and wrestle with my muse for a few hours each day. A muse is a wild thing and they wil trample all over you easily enough and I have never been a confrontational person.
Great little graph. God I love graphs. If only I had been old enough to vote for Perot. The great thing about graphs is that if they are well labeled they can’t lie to you. So look for scaling issues before you even look at the line, bars, and especially pies. (mmmh pie) Anyhow this ones shows the relation between the Dow avg. and Bud. The moral of the story is people drink crappy beers in crappy economies I guess. I’ll stick to buying the good stuff and just being poor thanks.
“ this is the kind of girl that would turn Chuck Klosterman into Hunter Thompson. ”
(via garfieldminusgarfield)
“ Either trivia or profound whatever. It’s like a flower. Everything’s there. It just is. And if you look long enough all answers are in it. Same with music. ”
Lennon
Mourned.
Such a slow news day. Only articles out there were about Obama eating shaved ice. Damn I wish I was in Hawaii.
