February 2010
arb I
paulosthegreek answered your question: arb?
Automatic Re-Blog. Ta daaaa!
paulosthegreek, I love you, in a totally tumblr friend appropriate way
thank you
January 2010
arb?
um, I’m sorry. I don’t know what ARB means.
a really big [thing?]
all right back?
after risking banishment?
ask rightly before?
i’m so afraid i’ll be tumbled out of the community.
but please, can someone let me know?
thanks
something good
about where we live:
http://indieartsri.org/2010/01/paul-geremia-local-121-wednesday.html
The carwash made my car nice and clean but that...
inmi:
Grumble grumble bitch moan complain.
I hate cars.
is it the kind of noise that you could record on the phone thingie that allows you to post audio, and then some smart one of us (ok, you. [plural, car smart people], not me, i don’t know). but maybe someone could listen to it and possibly suggest a cause.?
or not
probably really far fetched.
but . hmm? maybe?
DEVASTATED
lubranoexposed:
Babysitter canceled. 1/2 hour before she was to be here. Because she has bad cramps. I love this girl, I really do. But THEY THREW POOP IN MY FACE YESTERDAY. Your cramps are invalid!!!
And it’s not like we were going out on the town. Christ, we barely get along. We need to buy clothes for the twins, ikea - office furniture and go to the grocery store and publix.
I am so angry...
Bible jokes!
davio1962:
aedison:
Joseph of Arimathea? I barely know ‘er!
Moses didn’t swear, he Leviti-cussed.
Porn Parables: “John the Baptits,” “Jesus Fists the 5,000,” “The Raising of Lazarus’s Dick.”
Did you hear? Cain was impotent. That’s right; he wasn’t Able.
I need to leave the church now, right Father?
jesus swept?
blink
no, not Malcolm Gladwell Blink, holy fuck what happened to ten years blink.
For some reason, this can of Y2K coffee (what if there’s no electricity and we can’t grind beans?) was in my head when i was waking up this morning.
it’s been in the cupboard for ten years and two months.
wtf?
poop
lubranoexposed:
they are all asleep now.
I only had to clean up poop twice more since that earlier incident WHERE THEY THREW IT IN MY FACE.
i have now scrubbed my face down to the bone and steam cleaned my glasses.
i guess i have a few hours before it’s tomorrow and they want to poop again.
i might stop feeding them.
i’m *so* thinking of you…
the moon
is full and right outside my window at swearer
writing student recommendations
the moon is so lovely and full it hurts my heart
i’m thinking of you
sending love
(email sent a bit ago to a friend. why am i such a procrastinator? why aren’t i out dancing under the moon?
well, because it’s cold. cold, cold, cold as fuck. but it’s a moon that’s so clear and big...
lucy kate
the johnblog reminds us that it’s Lucy Kate Hopkin’s first birthday. she’s amazing, her parents are amazing, or as sween once said, somewhere on twitter, I think, she’s the kick assiest baby ever.
Happy Birthday Lucy Kate
http://teenytinyhopkins.blogspot.com/
shitty first drafts
tj’s post reminded me of Anne Lamott’s writing in Bird by Bird
http://www.orcutt.net/othercontent/sfds.pdf
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Space in Prison for the Arts and Creative...
Space in Prison for the Arts and Creative Expression (SPACE) sends students to the RI Adult Correctional Institute (ACI) to provide programs in the arts
http://www.idealist.org/if/ioc/en/StaticFile/Viewer/default?url=/ioc/nftn-space.html
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salinger
I don’t care where an actor acts. It can be in summer stock, it can be over a radio, it can be over television, it can be in a goddam Broadway theatre, complete with the most fashionable, most well-fed, most sunburned-looking audience you can imagine. But I’ll tell you a terrible secret — Are you listening to me? There isn’t anyone out there who isn’t Seymour’s Fat...
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zinn
http://www.nytimes.com/2010/01/28/us/28zinn.html?scp=1&sq=zinn&st=cse
[nytimes photo]
GPOYW
watching the state of the union edition
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ipod type
it takes me forever to respond to email when i check it on my ipod touch. i like the touch because it lets me check mail when i’m in a meeting or somewhere and just want to see what’s going on. or see where someone who should be at the meeting but isn’t might be.
i try really hard not to be like some people i know who are glued to their crackberries and never come up for air,...
sad
lubranoexposed:
I am feeling extra sad and low today. I am gonna for sure assume it is related to the 1.5 hours of sleep I received. But it’s more than that. I had an amazing weekend - *leaped* out of my comfort zone and met a group of people who were way nicer to me than at least one of my family members, *ahem.* and that is very unsettling to think that with the exception of my children, the...
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and this
i love my kitchen. the light just now is impossible to capture with the photobooth thing, but the fact that this space is here, mine [ours], but right now, mine, is just a big fat giant born-on-the-lucky-side-of-the-street gift.
try, often, to reconcile the notion of it’s just stuff, just things, it doesn’t matter with the huge comfort and selfish burrowing in of having quiet, empty...
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space
this is my kitchen. having just a photobooth camera i can only sort of walk around and try to approximate what I see as I type here in the mornings, on weekends.
the way it all looks and feels; the light, the piles of paper, the bits and pieces of art on the walls and the this and the that are alarmingly important to me. when company comes and they move something on the kitchen table in order...
Okay, so when everyone gets back from SF we should...
fuiru:
“Oh man, I can’t believe you guys missed all the cool stuff we’ve been doing around here this weekend, it’s been all giant robots and kittens made of fudge and we all got free candy and lottery tickets and we all hooked up and it wasn’t at all awkward. You should have stuck around. It was awesome.”
Pretend? hell no. fuck no. no way. it was great. we had pie. we had everything fuiru...
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pie eyed
and then, so now, piebald comes to mind.
http://www.google.com/search?hl=en&source=hp&q=pie+bald&aq=f&aql=&aqi=&oq=
pie me a river
pie five
hawaii pie-o
pie-tai
pie-romania
i have to stop
i’m done
end of pie
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pie
I googled “who invented pie” but got a number of answers about pi.math pi, and generally links to links to links and so sort of lost interest.
but wondering outloud how pie is related to, say, samosas, or bannock or other crust/container food things.
or roti, or other bread.banana leaf, thing holding food thing food.
maybe I should look up national pie day and see what might be...
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how do they know?
(at amazon.com:)
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be the match
please consider a vote for these guys
http://shortyawards.com/BeTheMatch#
because increased visibility would have to be a good thing for them. and for potential match-needing and match-providing people.
making meaning
seems that in as many days I’ve posted things that two people have misconstrued, or I’ve misconstrued their reactions to what I’ve written.
whatever it was / is - me misreading them, they misreading me, it makes me a little sad and reminds me that this is sort of a community, but not entirely - it’s *not* set up to be a list serv. people post and others send hearts or...
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discovery
hmm
not entirely feeling it, but liking the idea of it. it’s a perfectly reasonable theme.
a recent discovery that I can’t quite remember: something at the edge of my mind, some really obvious thing to the rest of the world that I’d only figured out within the last couple of weeks. but can’t put my finger on it. it’s been like a scratch at the back of my throat,...
Quick.
thejohnblog:
I changed my mind
http://thejohnblog.tumblr.com/ask
yay
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Gustaf Sobin
[taken from A Tribute to Gustaf Sobin (1935–2005) Saturday, March 6, 3:30 pm ]
The Poetry Center celebrates the work of poet, novelist and essayist, Gustaf Sobin, an American-born author who lived in Provence, France.
Gustaf Sobin was the author of nine books of poetry, most recently The Places as Preludes (2005), and seven novels, including The Fly Truffler, and two collections of...
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oh, right. that one, too
Summersumz’ lovely photo reminds me of that other addiction. While she rightly problematizes the issue - vice? not vice? - and resolves it beautifully for herself, I’m not so sure how that works for me.
Without caffeine I’m nasty, icky, cranky, stupid, other dwarves (mopey, hurtful and the lot) but I’d said that about nicotine as well. and look at me now. oh, wait.
So,...
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the lung
bucket-of-tickles posted this photo:
which reminded me of the day that mr. weidman passed a human lung up and down the rows of our 8th grade science class . all among us. one by one, holding it in our hands before passing it along to the next unwilling kid.
sitting in old wooden desks on metal grill things nailed to the floor, maybe 5 rows across of 6 or 7 seats back from the front of the...
more about the ribbon thing
[a retweet, retweeted] pienelain Best thing about these human tragedies like earthquakes is that adding a twibbon and joining a FB group make them easy to get over.about 1 hour ago from webRetweeted by mcpc and 1 other