Monday, January 11, 2010
Sailing to God('s)
will flame out, like shining from shook foil
-- Those dying generations -- at their song,
Crushed. Fish, flesh or fowl,
Generations have trod, have trod, have trod;
Whatever is begotten, born, and dies.
Caught in that sensual music all neglect
Is bare now, nor can foot feel, being shod.
An aged man is but a paltry thing,
And for all this, nature is never spent;
Soul clap its hands and sing, and louder sing
Consume my heart away, sick with desire
And though the last lights come from the holy fire,
Oh, morning, gather me into the artifice of eternity.
Foody Vampires
So where were we, before I behaved so rudely?
I have better reflexes.
No Hormones!
Refrigerate after opening.
To prevent illness from bacteria, cook eggs until yolks are firm.
The feeling that coursed through me then was unnerving, staggering. And I knew I couldn't’t ignore you any longer.
Honestly — I’ve seen corpses with better color. I was concerned that I might have to avenge your murder.
They’re right to keep their distance from us. We are still dangerous.
340 calories.
Contains no juice.
I can't sleep.
The evaporation process produces perfect crystals, rich in flavor and molasses.
The blush on your cheeks is lovely.
Thursday, December 24, 2009
I Am The Very Model of a Modern Major-General and I Feel Pretty
I am the very model of a modern Major-General
I’ve information vegetable, animal, and mineral
I know the kings of England, and I quote the fights historical
From Marathon to Waterloo, in order categorical
I feel pretty,
Oh, so pretty,
I feel pretty and witty and bright!
And I pity
Any girl who isn't me tonight.
I'm very well acquainted, too, with matters mathematical
I understand equations, both the simple and quadratical
I feel charming,
Oh, so charming
It's alarming how charming I feel!
About binomial theorem I'm teeming with a lot o' news
With many cheerful facts about the square of the hypotenuse
And so pretty
That I hardly can believe I'm real.
With many cheerful facts about the square of the hypotenuse
With many cheerful facts about the square of the hypotenuse
With many cheerful facts about the square of the hypoten-potenuse.
See the pretty girl in that mirror there:
Who can that attractive girl be?
I'm very good at integral and differential calculus
I know the scientific names of beings animalculous
In short, in matters vegetable, animal, and mineral
I am the very model of a modern Major-General.
Such a pretty face,
Such a pretty dress,
Such a pretty smile,
Such a pretty me!
In short, in matters vegetable, animal, and mineral
He is the very model of a modern Major-General.Thursday, December 10, 2009
Mash-up of Facebook Posts Laura and I have sent each other
yo bro.
Wassup?
Why are you nervous?
Why did you buy a big yellow car?
yo bro.
Wassup?
Bad news.
I heard that you hicks are selling your prison system and that it's against the law to walk down the street with a person of the opposite sex.
Say Something.
What are you doing in January?
Language is like a huge joke, and so is your degree.
aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.
Good to know you are continuing your racial critique.
Tuesday, December 8, 2009
"If you wanna be a Jabberwock"
(http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=M3wgaWAHo2Q&,
from :50 - 2:30, ending on a refrain of the first stanza)
[oh, and pardon the constantly wrenched meter]
'Twas brillig and the toves, the slithy slithy toves,
Did gyre in the wabe, and gimble in the wabe,
All mimsy were the -goves, the boro- borogoves,
And the momey momey raths, the mome raths did outgrabe,
The slithy toves (eh!) the borogoves (eh!)
the gimbling wabe (eh!) raths did outgabe (eh!)
and I wanna really really wanna brilly brig ah!
"If you want my future beware the Jabberwock my son!
If you wanna get with me the Bandersnatch you'd better shun!
Now don't go wasting the Jubjub bird,
Get your act together now that's my final word!"
"I'll tell you what I want, what I really really want,
So tell me what you want, what you really really want,
I wanna, I wanna, I wanna, I wanna, I wanna really
really really wanna snicker-snack ah."
He took his vorpal sword, the two were best of friends, (the two were best of friends!)
He sought the manxome foe, his journey never ends,
So he rested by the Tumtum tree, his legs began to give,
He stood awhile in thought, but that's the way it is.
"What do you think about that!" as in uffish thought he stood,
The Jabberwock whiffled through the tulgey wood,
"You look quite tasty, I'll give you a try,
If you really bug me then I'll burble goodbye!"
Yo the sword went one-two, one-two one-two one-two,
The sword went straight through and through and through and through,
He left it dead, and took it's head, it's head was dead, that's what I said, and he went galum-
galum- galum- galum- galumphing back.
"If you wanna be my lover, hast thou slain the Jabberwock?
Make it last forever, you really walk the walk!
If you wanna be my lover, O frabjous day,
Taking is too easy, but Callooh! Callay!"
Did gyre in the wabe, and gimble in the wabe,
All mimsy were the -goves, the boro- borogoves,
And the momey momey raths, the mome raths did outgrabe,
The slithy toves (eh!) the borogoves (eh!)
the gimbling wabe (eh!) raths did outgabe (eh!)
and I wanna really really wanna brilly brig ah!
Thursday, December 3, 2009
Emma Oresteia
it was as much as his three companions could do
to entertain away
his notice
of the lateness of the hour.
But see, here is another sign. Footprints are here:
the plan of a drain, the change of a fence,
the felling of a tree --
you thought you saw me, and again
when you were measuring my tracks.
Having arranged all these matters,
looked them through and put them all to rights;
Friends, tell me only
what you would have, and it is yours.
We have all the comforts which the wind was despoiling
and the length of the day
which only made the cruel sights the longer visible.
Two habitations
one of accident
Often and quietly it is before that,
and colder
The edge of the desert,
the unpainted stairs
and so through the years themselves.
We are learning toward laughter.