my nightmares revolve around faces

die fetten jahre sind vorbei

so, facebook is like the future of (corporate) comm
unication: we can either express incremental fondness for something ( LIKE + THUMB-UP ) or else stay silent; other than "becoming a fan of," i can not display my otherwise mild enjoyment of boy meets world programming, or Mike Wazowski. expression is the thing people talk about needing in places without freedom, right? pol pot, mao, stalin, everybody was fine with the government stealing money and controlling jobs, but the real point of contention or revolution or any other name etc. was not being able to express themselves against their government.
E X P R E S S I O N I S M: that art movement to reevaluate where culture was going? shit was a
hundy years ago, they wanted to make sure art, life was about "B E I N G A L I VE"

facebook emotions are stale and meaningless

as people are called to tweet, to express themselves temporally with mere 140 characters, identity is sacrificed for conspicuous brevity; (post)modern existences whittled down to handfuls of the agreeable clauses will inevitably become the same, no longer will 'individuals' fully be able to express themselves even in 'real' life as sociolinguistic tendencies are shaped by daily practices/trends. I



keep making stuff up


pd. how crazy is burying a-body? the ground forgets

he dont drink or cheat or steal or lie

this guy is as-cool-as-shit. right now figuring out a way to: finish the bob dylan story by the time Lady Gaga, stop singing Going to california by led zeppelin. i'm not even good at procrastinating, i just do the wrong work. like today i made a fight scene between ben bernanke and alan greenspan. that is so stupid

little joy

listening to a lot of music that people get mad at me for playing so loud which makes me think that the bottle is more important than the wine, but like, to everybody's inhibition. i was going running-out-of-gas-speed by some ;young; blond mothers and listening to change gon' come, this lovely slow soul ballad and the b got all scoffy like they were musulman and i was a naked fucking lady. same reaction from like every demographic of person (in encinitas): arty lopers down by moonlight, knife-eaters by barnesandnoble, marcus and the guys when I pull into the back lot at uc, and some tennis guys with nice socks. take that back ahobo gave me a fistpump when he heardsaw me

went to lunch today at chik's. nuff said, chik;s is where it's at

i feel (i can't watch this video, but the music is nice)

then i got a kentucky bourbon burger after school

today at san dieguito eric mccoy made an anti josh drilling piece of propoganda, how am i supposed to react to that? everyone's like 'oh man that guy hates jews' or 'he melted crayons on his dashboard' or 'look at his stupid eyebrows' now i know how andrethegiant and rushlimbaugh feel. where am i supposed to sit in a crowded room of suspicious kids? how do i stand? pocket-hands? hip locked and out?

news from the frontera: injuns used to wait for elk to get trapped in the snow to kill them

pd. the smellies guy sat next to me in the library today

sky's crying: let's all drown; people are lying all around

carl's jr has had this media campaign for a few whiles now and it's all about their summer-inaugural burger "the kentucky bourbon burger" and this shit is unreal, ate one everyday for like four days last week

: : the bag they gimme over the burger in to me in has a quote from some ubiquitous albuquerque newsmagazine: '...[i tried a burger] and I have become addicted to them'

see? I'm a victim. have no agency, addiction is a quality of the burger. free aa

this is jim rockford, at the tone please leave your name and message, and fuck you

there is this band of somewhat recency, called "THE STRANGE BOYS" they rule

fleet foxes- instrumental song

: : grant's real good somethingsoff like mebbe his lovelife hes in weird stasis and this computer is bullshit

: : i really like tbs'd movies

here: http://www.myspace.com/thestrangeboys this is how to listen to them

also: http://www.myspace.com/valdezsounds this music aint very similar

jean baudrillard is this great dead philosopher who said "postmodernism" and it was; i wish more people did that

:: second thoughts: i get the whole political idea behind not wearing clothes now, the ability to divide due to social class would disappear, never really connected materialism and egalitarianism before, turns out they're mutuall-exclusive

I O P E N U P M Y W A L L E T A N D I T ' S F U L L O F B L O O O D

pd. writing about bob dylan is liiike the hardest thing ever ever done on account of there's so much there whatever you say dont really matter because there's no way to say everything cohesive-like, maybe i can't even write about hin, hes got layers stories intricacies; "what's the hardest thing you've ever done" is a good way to make abody communicate; LESSON: wrtiign a reveiw about anybody is hard

bitch i already tol you when i came: i's a stranger

it's nice to have a format to mimic in this whole deblogcle, jessies is real nice on account of it makes the whole "express who you are in a few temporal notes" much easier, rather i just fill in the blanks. it's like a great big game of madlibs

: : ten points to madlibs

http://www.adbusters.org/blogs/adbusters_blog/era_simulation.html

The digital revolution is an aspect of today that really weirds me out, and I think accounts for a lot of the problems of emerging-generation. that article is about it, it's also very supercilious and that guy knows he's right, which is guess is important

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mQJE7mWbzhs

That's just a song you might like played by a friend of mine from canada. He's very smart. his youtube name is reginaldbowlsiii, i always like that

The whole "one brain idea," like the internet just makes this one swirly tubey mass of interconnectivity is really wild and seems catastrophic. right? like if there's one brain out there that everybody connects to, maybe baudrillard and wakowskis are right

also,

this band Camera obscura is coming to the henry fonda theater in june and they're real indie but kind of like a few years ago indie and they have girls in the band which really makes it less arrogant masculine cool hipster guy making a face while telling you about his band like 'do I really have to bother explaining our genre to you'

and i found out today (decided) i'm alright aint that neat?

i wish these people would collaborate: ray lamontagne and danger mouse and ?questlove and tom verlaine

pd i'm real excited for this big music project i have

while the rains a turnin the ditches to mirroros

this is a message i really like

: : what american idol is? it's fantastic is what
: : my cat is really close to me and she used to bum me just to look at her you know with that sadlyshaped back and she looks out the window all crosseyed sad and contemptuous
: : the meteorologist on the news just pulled a hurricane on top of the wrong green screen and some river-crossin wildebeests got wrecked, what a motherfucker
: : trying to write a review for drew but it keeps coming out as me hating egos, which is kind of a ironic thing to write about
: : femme dargent snookered fourtet -> madvillain
: : highschool :( e, except for the networking and the freebooks
when oprah announces some of her favorite things, a majority of bitches in america get all throat-screamy, these are some of my favorite things:

"tonight you're going to be visiited by funny ghosts"
"how have you been? GOOD AND BUSY"
these glasses on this website called asosman.com from jesse
composers
how to: compose
communication

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4rncRusrr88

i hope that being excitement aint zero sum

to be said aloud, in worst southern accent

And in my dreams you're alive and you're crying,
As your mouth moves in mine, soft and sweet.
Rings of flowers round your eyes and I love you,
For the rest of your life (when you're ready).

do you know how long the rest of your life is?