Archive for November, 2007

Perfect Teeth & Wouldn’t Know

November 30th, 2007

I’ve been thinking about how the story I posted here earlier this week doesn’t stand up to mathematical scrutiny. But anyways. Some things I liked recently:

Fiction Volante: The Separation - Repairmen shake their heads, refuse to enter the front door.

sevensixfive: Dettifoss - Six days on the Eimskip container ship Dettifoss.

Apples are the Only Fruit - [...]

What’s a Tuesday?

November 27th, 2007

It’s nothing. It’s an abstract idea with no relation to anything, ever, and no inherent meaning of its own. In a meeting someone would say “OK then I need X and Z by Tuesday.” Maybe X and Z were the Paterson Report and the Svetlana File, or maybe they were a cup of coffee and [...]

Snow Settles Heavily On The Phone Lines At Night

November 19th, 2007

So I turned 18 and my father took me aside and said And now you will go to college, and you will earn a degree. And the degree will grant you a certain station in the workforce, and an according wage. The wage you earn will have no bearing on your worth as a human [...]

8:30 AM, waiting for the Ftrain

November 17th, 2007

Reading How To Say I Love You when something Scott David Herman wrote popped into my head. Drawing an analogy between Roger Federer and David Foster Wallace:
I gather that his own experience is not that he is particularly intelligent or observant or articulate, but rather that the things he wants to describe, imagine, evoke, etc., [...]

I guess the cutest thing ever

November 8th, 2007

is bloggers learning about their bodies. You guys this is what happens when a person touches me in person. This is how I act when particular beverages go into me through my mouth. Certain things I did last night caused me to feel ways X and Y this morning. (I will provide more updates later.)
Internet-based [...]

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