Fatty

Hey Cutie! Well, if I’m not blogging, I don’t know who is… Best anagram for great is always Greta. I had to write this thing so I took care of other fake-important business and finally barnstormed my way out the house by maybe 1:15. Stopped at cafe number one, where my internet doesn’t work. Drank [...]

“some invisible thing”

Between the puppets and masks, see a fresh 13-year-old girl bursting with energy, bluffin with her muffin; see a faded middle-aged woman numbed and thickened before her time. She yells like a carny, “I promise this, promise this.” The lights flash, the eyes are hidden by electronic words, steam rises from hell. You can’t see [...]

tiny sundries

A few things to read or reread: GLK in the LAT on JW Ross in Stop Smiling on Indian gaming Tammy’s movie about Andrew McKinley/Adobe Books Last night Quoinstone and I saw a fun punk band called Floral Beef That’s it. My inbox is a muddy pond full of diseased fish.

Howdy, quoinstone

so says wordpress–it doesn’t know how I feel! Reading those words is like picking up a giant corded telephone and setting it on a skillet until it switches to that “hang me up” flustered-stutter tone and then mashing it against my ear. Reader, it is 8 a.m., my resolve is dwindling, my ear is pinking, [...]

make a frame of your house

when you’re proofreading, it’s good to think about how best to combine quotes from the DeLillo novel you have with you with lines from the Jeezy songs you’re listening to. [CMS 6.63] “The island illusion, that solitude and wisdom invented each other, is a very convincing one. Day by day I seem to grow more [...]

I am not depressed, either

Just awake. Yesterday, at 10:52 p.m., unbeknownst to me as I sat admiring a haphazardly mustachioed Quilty eat a cheese sandwich (right? Was it?), somebody sent me an email saying that my prior message to him was “nice but doesn’t tell [him] anything.” He pushed right past my niceness like it was a floor-to-ceiling segmented [...]

mystery, surprise, unpredictability, and fun part one

“They’re gonna open a night school in the living room,” my landlord says. He stamps his boot in the puddle it’s built on the carpet. “All right,” I say. “Same rent, though,” he says. “That’ll be fine,” I tell him. We shake hands, and he leaves. Through the window, I can see him strapping on [...]

Fergus Bordewich

real quietly–it’s late–he taps on the phone booth. It’s filled with kids, facing inward over an ipod. They’ve got a song on and headphones over the telephone so who knows who’s hearing it, their mom or a call-in show or someone who hung up after one track to look up stevie wonder memorabilia on ebay [...]

your voice is funny

quilty, great to see you. Can i share a paragraph from the introduction-by-the-author of the LM collection I am now reading—— A man takes a novel to the beach. While reading, his attention wanders to an attactive woman nearby. She invites him to lie beside her. He does and he attempts to continue reading, though [...]

jobbb application #2

am seized by a powerful e-commerce itch tonight. Why not! Didn’t buy the “painted ceramic steiner… made in an edition of 18″ w/removable palm-frond lid–who did? Seems like a good trail to follow. OK: Everyone–Tim, John, Stan, Sarah, Kevin–went to the reception and fell in the water. “You know,” Tim started, coughing, but John was [...]