"go home and post some talking on your blogs"

your luck's gonna change real soon.
Quintron on Mobile Floats

Ride On

The overwhelming, suffocating, massive glut of bandwidth has forced me into the bleakest of landscapes. I am adding to it - a speck of ash [ x ] and a single blade of yellowed, trampled grass [ x ].

My favourite song from many years ago:
Something - Call And Response

A future fit for me:
L'Enfant Assassin des Mouches - Jean-Claude Vanier

Proof beyond proof of the main conflicting forces in my life: As a concept becomes more abstract, reaching an understanding of it is strained and obscured. However, in pursuit of the greater understanding, it is beneficial to generalize all problems to a single framework. As a result, I post this song,
Off the Hook - Y Pants

The Continued Realistic Pace of this Writing.

A message of encouragement: Please put effort into interpretation. However, inspiration only requires excitement at best/attendance at worst.
two thousand and seven, i suppose:


[ x ] [ x ] [ x ]

[ x ] [ x ] [ x ]

[ x ] [ x ] [ x ]

Buffy Sainte-Maire - Can't You See the Way I Love You?

Publicly: Come clean with me. If I have bugged, offended or hurt you in 2007, tell me so we can clear things up. I promise I won't be sore or defensive. Mention this note first...

two thousand and eight, so far:
Lord Beginner - Housewives