The Castle, Dude.

IgnatzMous: Today, K. attempts once again to enter the Castle but gets stuck in an AM/PM full of bro dudes buying extreme sports drinks.

Odradak: In fact, Hans was now seeking K’s aid against his wrap-around sunglasses; it was as if he had been deluding himself in believing he wanted to help K., when in reality he had been wanting to discover whether, since nobody in his old surroundings had been able to help, this sudden newcomer, weho had now been mentioned by his mother, might perhaps be capable of doing so.

Stigma stigma I’ve got a stigma

For the longest time I’ve had this recurring itch on my right foot, on top, almost to the toes. Especially at night it itches, but there’s never been any red spot or anything, so I just put it down to either a sign of oncoming spinal disease or Shit Happens.

Last week it was really itching like crazy and I rubbed it to make the itching go away. Instead, a wound opened. Just like that, right in the middle of my foot. It’s been there for several days now.

I’m not sure what the medical significance is of this (the thing is healing up and still itching), but it’s obvious that I now have my first stigma, and I’m on the way to sainthood. I just need the other foot, both hands, and one in my side and BAM! a full set of stigmata.

Just so y’all can say you knew me.

MY ANTI TERROR THING BY JIMMY IN 3RD GRADE!!1!

http://www.cnn.com/SPECIALS/2002/wtc.ideas/front.html

each one of these ideas is somehow worse than all the rest

tesla coil air defenses, stars of david, eagles, fiber optic projection, heroes, victims, tears, glory, more eagles, and a clear demonstration of the fact that MY NATION CONSISTS OF IMAGINATIVE YET TOTALLY RETARDED 9 YEAR OLD BOYS

although some of the really bad ones are indeed from our friends overseas. but still.

laughing/sobbing here

Skittlebrau

Recent sights:

  • A woman angrily exiting the post office with three large cardboard cutouts of Snap, Krackel, and Popp (sp?) from the Rice Krispies box. Apparently she couldn’t get them mailed right.
  • A ten year old girl with a skate shirt advertising its clothing label. Only the clothing label was PORN STAR.
  • A gigantic Ford Extrusion Ultra Huge SUV sliding entirely through an intersection in heavy rain.
  • An advertisement that Rob Lowe is to star in a TV movie called The Christmas Shoes.
  • A product called “Vegetarian Canadian Bacon”

I maintain that I am now living in a Simpsons episode, but not sure which one. Maybe I_get_stabby could enlighten me!

Strange days indeed

So, thanksgiving. Went to the house of some old friends of the family, really nice people we’ve known since 19 diggity two. Good food, good conversation.

The party included:

Not your typical face-stuffing with the relatives.

thwocksgiving

I made sweet potato pie again, this time for real to bring to the party. It is cooking. Thanks to for the fine pumpkin pie recipe which was easy to adapt. I put crystallized ginger in and used pumpkin pie spice for the other spices, but otherwise it was the exact same recipe. 3-4 sweet potatoes make an appropriate amount of goo.

Hope the darned rain comes soon, I hate this tantalizing “storm on the way” feeling.

I cannot stop listening to DJ Drank’s Greatest Malt Liquor Hits. Also having a serious Killing Joke/X back to 1982 vibe, which pleases me. Maybe after a day of punk & socially irresponsible hip hop I will go back to the calm of bebop.

I think tomorrow is Art Museum Day, assuming my pager doesn’t go off!