October 2011
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There’s a unique affinity tagged upon the hosted; the position of the novel guest, the plus one. Vested with only the obligatory leash to one’s host, the guest is free to mingle amongst acquaintances without awkward relations to reference. Guests are judged to the extent of their familiarity; sparse attendance with a low retention rate leaves little to evaluate. It’s one of those...
Oct 31st
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Oct 21st
Oct 21st
I wouldn’t consider it losing one’s mind. This would have the implications of brain deterioration; the literal loss of thoughts that once were or, rather, never will be. Cloudy thoughts, moreover. In the midst of an overcast cerebral forecast, things may subside, but rarely do they dissipate. How can one lose their mind, when we are bounded by no limitations; when we cannot possibly...
Oct 20th
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High brow hipsters strut the avenues of cities nearby, a satellite, I float around with nothing but my wandering eye..
Oct 15th
Psychic Benefits →
“The big difference between art and sports, of course, is that art collectors are honest about psychic benefits. They do not wake up one day, pretend that looking at a Van Gogh leaves them cold, and demand a $27 million refund from their art dealer. But that is exactly what the NBA owners are doing.”
Oct 11th
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If I were to dabble in real estate I would do so just before the leaves form favelas. The colorful yet decaying favelas spur a botanical sprawl the likes of an infesting weed. Eventually, when the fallen appendages can no longer be swept under the rug, we rake them out. And thus comes relocation warranted by their inability to just hang on, but they never did have a chance. Isn’t it always...
Oct 10th
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Every weekend comes to an end, infamy is drawn from vague memories and Sweet&Low lies, low calorie beer and low caliber lore. The lifespan of the stories, despite exponential editing and additional memories surfacing, has a duration of roughly one hundred hours. In a matter of days these non-fiction fables are reworked and forgotten as a flush of new tales echo about alcohol saturated...
Oct 3rd
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“The leaves are starting to change now. And no I’m not saying that you...”
Oct 3rd