- Oh jeebusfuck, too much metal too fast, ear-indigestion, it all starts sounding the same, too much all at once is our handlers' third cleverest training tool, I fall for it every time every who, what, and where. Damn too my compulsively grading my grading of my grading system, my training to label and sort and rank, our handlers' second cleverest training tool.
- Also too, blooger fucking sucks. Sucking fucks. Hooey, the links blooger ate, BEST LINKS EVER! sorry.
- ____________________________ is our handlers' cleverest training tool.
- So have Avedon's links.
- The vanishing.
- Of course it did.
- Of course it is.
- Of course you shouldn't.
- Solidarity forever.
- Capitalism.
- The building that squared the rocks for the Smithsonian before floating them downstream on the canal and the quarry itself was where we often camped and partied three decades ago.
- Fixie.
- The case of Casement.
- Twelve letters that failed.
- Pankaj Mishra on why Rushdie need STFU.
- Does anyone read John Gardner anymore?
- Sestina to the Fox Hills Neighborhood Board Regarding My Lack of Compliance with the Holiday Decoration Guidelines as Outlined in the 10/13/12 Meeting Minutes.
- Poetry makes you weird.
- Drumming.
- Drumming.
- Drumming.
- Knocking on boomers' doors. Macca and Nirvana, vomitacious.
- Mining the audio motherlode.
- Ahleuchatistas. Just discovered. Watch me overdose.
- Help Thurston Moore find his stolen guitar.
2012/12/14
Eventually Armor, Eventually Sunk
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