September 2011
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August 2011
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Jon Stewart on the problem Fox “News” has with the poor, “socialist” billionaires, and class warfare.
(via Mediaite; h/t to climateadaptation)
I never experienced anything like a block. For me if I’m ever blocked or I feel...
– John Williams (via ianmckellar)
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At the top of a hill at a very high speed, there’s nowhere to go but down!
– BTMI!!!
July 2011
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I want to rid myself of everything except my camera and some books and strings…
Nobody cares. We’re all in trouble. The shit that you hate don’t...
– Bomb The Music Industry!
Whoa, I’m feeling kind of bowling-ballish, fellas…
– Butters on cough medicine
Futurama still makes me laugh out loud
Bender: Yo, old guy. Why do we have to use those tiny micro-droids? Can't you just shrink us?
Professor: Oh my, no. That would require extremely tiny atoms, and have you priced those lately? I'm not made of money! Leave me alone!
An appended list of movies I watched while sick:
(no particular order)
Bender’s Big Score
The Beast With A Billion Backs
Bender’s Game
Into The Wild Green Yonder
Eternal Sunshine Of The Spotless Mind
Control
The Darjeeling Limited
The Royal Tenenbaums
Brick
Thank You For Smoking
Burn After Reading
Falling Down
Sin City
Lost In Translation
Zodiac
Waltz With Bashir
Blue Harvest
Inception
The Life Aquatic
The...
Movies watched since I've been bedridden:
Bender’s Big Score
The Beast With A Billion Backs
Bender’s Game
Into The Wild Green Yonder
Visioneers
Zombieland
Blade Runner
The Departed
The Life Aquatic With Steve Zissou
Inception
Blue Harvest
Zodiac
Lost In Translation
Brick
Sin City
I had a dream last night involving enormous red-orange crabs with purple-tinged pincers hiding in a black river surrounded by red brick walls which stretched endlessly upward. I felt one of the huge crabs take hold of my ankle. It woke up me up. The clock displayed 4:00 AM.
June 2011
14 posts
A wide, wintery field surrounded by trees. In the centre of the field, a dead tree, bent and crooked atop a brown hillock. There are four white laptops connected in a line through the hinges. They are hanging around my neck. I am walking through the field looking for someone. The driving snow makes it hard to see. I walk for what seems like hours.
Winter turns to autumn, and I intend to get in a...
Water Valley 4
Early breakfast. Rain. Drove to Banff. Ran through the Banff Springs Hotel. Gorgeous stone staircases. Wonderful architecture. Built 1888. Wandered around. Considered stealing lunch from an unguarded conference room.
Rain. Ate lunch downtown Banff. Drove to the gondola. Rode to the misty, clouded top of Sulphur Mountain in a rounded, silver cube. Miserable weather. Attempted photographs. Took a...
Water Valley 3
[I wrote this in short. I was too busy looking in all directions while driving through the forest.]
Woke up. Swept the large, greying wooden deck. Delicious breakfast of eggs, homefries, fresh fruit & apple juice. Waited for the natural gas service man. Drove Forestry Trunk Road: a narrow gravel logging road which meanders through the dense coniferous backwoods of Alberta. The hills roll...