Thursday, November 03, 2005

Hey There Hi There Ho There

I'm as blankity-blank as can be...


Two, count 'em two, Mathletes gigs this weekend...
Friday at SuperHappyFunLand
and a super secret show Saturday...
ok, not super secret,
but a private party...
I'm sure I can extend YOU an invitation though if you'd like...
just reach me through the regular channels...

you know,
homing pigeon, myspace, e-mail, smoke signals, whatever...

McSweeney's Internet Tendency: An Open Letter to the Eight-Hour Workday.

Little Miss Messycovers pointed me over to McSweeney's for the Open Letter to Dick Cheney (read it too, it's good...)

but I found this one particularly poignant...

McSweeney's Internet Tendency: An Open Letter to the Eight-Hour Workday.:

"I have decided that, with the amount of people in this country working eight hours a day, this society should be much farther ahead that it is. We should have flying cars that are fueled by used cooking oil from McDonald's. We should have a creative and well-funded education system. We should have universal health care."

Tuesday, November 01, 2005

The Chronicle: 11/4/2005: Harvard Researcher Probes the Minds of Alien Abductees

vi bookslut -

The Chronicle: 11/4/2005: Harvard Researcher Probes the Minds of Alien Abductees:
"Fifteen of those interviewed agreed to take part in lab experiments such as the Deese/Roediger-McDermott, or DRM, paradigm, in which they studied lists of words (e.g., 'sugar,' 'candy,' etc.) all related to another word (e.g., 'sweet') that did not actually appear on the list. They were then asked to recall which words they'd really seen. The abductees were statistically more likely than other groups to believe they had seen the absent words, according to Ms. Clancy. 'I didn't try to change the world with one experiment. ... All I concluded from the study was the alien abductees were more prone in the lab to create a certain type of false memory.' She also found that in tests that measured physical reactions such as heart rate and sweating, the abductees 'reacted similarly to real trauma victims' when reliving their experiences."

none of you

none of you
are less fucked
than I am

this keeps me going

you may not realize
just how fucked
you are
and so
you may
be happier

you are

I know this
as sure
as I know anything

I don't
know much

Sunday, October 30, 2005


so, after my little thursday night breakdown,
I awoke Friday to a fresh mind and attitude...
I was gonna be positive all weekend,
and after Halloween get off my ass and make some things

well, the universe gets the last laugh...
my car died today.
dead died.
threw a rod.

so, now I need a job I can bike to.