archives for Sunday 13 July 2008
best thing I’ve read in ages
Sunday 13 July 2008 | 2 cookies in the jar
And yes I know I have posted like three times today. But I’m…I’m…I think I’m bored! Holy crap, I didn’t know I could even still GET bored. Is life with the Brujo really that entertaining? I’ve chain-read all day, one book after another, like potato chips; and though I have not yet eaten Häagen-Dazs straight [...]
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sunday evening dedication going out to miss bovary
Sunday 13 July 2008 | someone left a cookie
SO, YOU FUCKED JOHN DONNE for MJW So, you fucked John Donne. Wasn’t very nice of you. He was betrothed to God, you know, a diet of worms for you! So, you fucked John Keats. He’s got the sickness, you know. You took precautions, you say. So, you fucked him anyway. John Donne, John Keats, [...]
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Sunday 13 July 2008 | 6 cookies in the jar
Señor Brujo left yesterday morning for his summer teaching gig, wee Honda packed to the gills with drums, keyboard and cactus paraphernalia. For sustenance, he took a bag of pretzels. He called in the evening from a grotty motel room in T or C, where he’d stopped for the night, to tell me he’d just [...]
