working from home

Toast, mayo, dijon, sardines, capers, cayenne.

I haven’t had time to watch this all the way through, but they seem like they’re both talking really slowly the whole time: kinda comprehendible!!

Oh, no, no, oh, no, no

I’m going out of town this week so I’m just gonna throw up a coupla memo to myself style links to tide over the hungry ghosts who kiss the greasy folds of this blog while I’m gone. I’m not talking about you, you’re a perfect little butter-bean, but I know you read the new york [...]

shut up weirdo, II

I talk about my tooth-addiction around the 57:14 mark. Kind of a bummer sorry every body

Noodles in the Morning

THE BELIEVER: Describe your typical day. AI WEIWEI: My typical day is I wake up and appreciate that I can still wake up. If it’s possible, I will have some noodles in the morning and start talking to people, start to think about a few things in my head—the project or a few ideas which [...]

rumplecision

better than party shuffle: just organize everything by “track number,” then listen to all the “track 12″s in a row. jammin’ try writing a book! pretend like you are the opposite gender! think about college, what was THAT all about? books with “sex” in a list-of-threes in their subtitles, e.g. “sex, death, and the american [...]

“Qwerty”

A quick brown fox stands before a sleeping dog. The dog whimpers and twitches in REM. He kicks his leg, pursuing a sexy dreamhound across a purple moor. The fox finds herself feeling attracted to the sleeping dog. Lazy dog, she thinks. What made you so tired? You’ve been screwing with squirrels and sleeping all [...]

(via Cory Arcangel’s YouTube favorites)

pounded into pumice

DOUG: [On phone] Can I get an order for pick-up? JANET: [Separated by a wall; on phone] Go ahead? DOUG: I’d like a salted pumice sheath, eight crabtree and evelyns, and a dickless massage? JANET: [Writing it down] One sheath… crabtree and evelyn, and… We don’t have dickless massages today. DOUG: OK… do you have [...]

citizen kafka

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