This is my first post in ten days. This is also the most unproductive day I’ve had since my last post. I guess having a low tumblarity means you have more of a life.
Cannibal Resource by The Dirty Projectors, for the third time. Let’s hope I didn’t fuck up again. I’m going to go ahead and say this is the album of the year and it’s not even July yet.
Oh, Meadville. My aunt sent this article out in an email to all of us which elicited much laughter, I’m sure. My mother’s side of the family is from the same town, so we know about this woman all too well.
hahahahaha
Flip-slash, snicker-doodle
Swip-slosh and sway.
We all are vehement egotists,
We all are undercover angels.
We all are no-ones pinned to…
Dip-dash and drag,
Flip-thrash, ballie-hoo..
(and the sound of cats in heat)
“Be brave, be brave, be brave!” someone proclaimed,
atop of a mountain.
That poor son-of-a-bitch
burned to a crisp.
The joke’s on him: he died.
The joke’s on me: I’m alive.
- J. Roberts