Nov 18
- tanner: oh man there are rumors all over the graduate business college that this other guy and myself live in this lab. someone actually reported us to the police
Nov 17
This is my department chair of optimism. It’s by my window. It’s my method of contrapuntal living, allowing the surprising dynamics of human history to dramatize the latencies in a prior figure or form that suddenly illuminate the present.
Nov 17
Nov 16
It’s really difficult to take photos of your neighbor riding a horse if you’ve never done it before and if your camera is stubborn and if you didn’t wear a coat and also if you’re a member of the Facebook group “The Only Thing Worse Than Horses Are Horse-Lovers.”
Nov 16
Depends
- andrea: i just got out of the shower
- are you ready or?
- luke and ryan are at wickenden pub
- but they want to meet us at the gcb
- me: ok wherever
- me: are we all going to wear our pants
- andrea: haha
- just trying to sort that out
- currently, i am wearing pants
- oh wait
- you mean
- are we going to have an orgy?
Aug 30
The girl who lives above me parks beside me and uses a Club. It’s our two cars, married, residing in a small fit of blacktop. Does that mean I should get a Club? It’s hers or mine. And my windows are tinted darker. Could someone even see a Club in there? If her car is older, does that mean it’s more susceptible to theft? I have a funny key system. Is that a deterrent? Will my car get stolen because hers is too much trouble? Will my windows get smashed for the old Sondre Lerche CD in the passenger seat? Wait until the 50th listen. It’s not Jens Lekman.
Jun 24
The Great Lou Rawls.This Song Is Unforgettable.The People Crying Are Models.We’ve All Cried For Love.That’s Why This Song Is So Hard To Forget.Thanks Lou.Your Music Will Live Forever.
Jun 23
I have been painting the kitchen today. I am cognizant I am painting over previously painted wallpaper. It’s probably not going to be the worst. There are only a few places where the wallpaper is peeling off, or falling off, or whatever wallpaper does when it wants to be noticed again. Good fucking luck, wallpaper. I’m just painting on top of you.
This photo is from this one time I went to watch the sunset by myself. I stood around watching other people watching the sunset or their phones or their kids petting other people’s dogs. Then I biked home. Then two hours later what I could see of the sky from behind the neighborhood giants had turned bright orange. How do you know a sunset’s going to be a sunset? And how do you know when it’ll erupt?
It’s summer and it won’t stop drizzling. I think I’m in heaven.
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