bus report 2007

i saw a number of MTA city buses cruising about today. i didnt ride on any but they all look to be in good condition, smelling good, and running on schedule with no delays. tune in next year for bus report 2008.

the great thing is now

you have an ocean to deliver,
so maybe im wrong,
but dont sail out just yet,
wait for your saltpeter,
you baron.

¡tranquilizer . . . stay down!

i hope that i have occasion to say that line in life even if its just once and even if it means its the last thing i say. ¡apocolypticus! in other news, cuyler gore park looked like my snow-home this morning (see above photo).

addendum to titles to a man

• Knave Motion Gun (courtesy Giancarlo)

im about to have deja vu

i slept at work last night. it was like a fun co-ed lock-in sleepover only nothing like that. early sunday AM on manhattan streets is a lonely-time. people without the comforts of a lover and a warm bed mill about buying chocolate croissants or sardines. they make lonely eye-contacts or avoidances with each other, all writing dialogues theyll never expel. and then, im sure, they go home to poop while i attend to work. its all the coffee they drank.

titles to a man

use these for your myspace name, your band name, whathaveyou. just prop me whenby the propping be due:

• Blaming is a Trick
• Aged Some
• Crystal Myth
  
• Ginger Ale Versus
• Settle For Less
  
• Dead Sperm
• Hyperpaused
• Assume She Wants To
  
• Baron O'Vary
• Pi Hole
• Just Fuck Rotten (courtesy Massie)
  
• ¡The Fat Dont Sing!
  
• Touching Vatican
  
• The Vatican Touch
  
• Girl Hair
• Death Before Deputy
• Susan B. Fuck the Terror
• Sat For Free
• Chess Pawn Drool
  
• Johnny B. Your Mom is a Healthy Whore
• Talented Sick
• Ice is Free (courtesy Hoagie)
• Anything Not Ever
  
• Dazed Up (courtesy Shinya)
  
• The Eighth Dwarf was Death
• Sorry Has Leak
• Bragging For Help
• Posture Saint
• Broken Human Fat
• Ass Mirror
• Vexed Aorta
  
• Nun Pie
  
• Blender Mishap
• Frau Höß Alive
• Qutureman (courtesy Hoagie)
  
• Beard Confluence
  
• Say Hi to Dad
• Peanut Breath Him
• Friend of Plum
• Chest Butter
• Bust or Bust
  
• Oddly Shaped Her
  

cormorant*

*please see loon.

"friendly-oblique"

its the way were dressed today, with hoods and blazers all.

if your chosen profession is boxing, then having your human thalamus on the outside of your skull is a disadvantage

i should mention that having any part of your brain insides on the outside of your skull is bad, even if youre not boxing today.

just like john frieda

obvious email subjects courtesy of a mom

• senior pix
• games
• magazines
• Still thinking?
• info
• brunch
• toss
  
• ophthamologist
  
• parking ticket(s)!
• News
• NYC Lunch Plans
• cameras
• I-Pod
• Christmas is coming!
• Doctors
• Question
• jobs
• card
• crazy mom
• reminder
• Love You
• From your mom
• question
• Sad News
• Liz's grandmother

a giant wrench

from the movie Eine Liebesgeschichte (A Love Story)

your sugar

space gorillas vs. bubbles

i can only say this once so ¡LISTEN! space gorillas love bubbles.

caves are perfect for social gatherings

the only huff not engaged (that i know of)

is tim's j. huff, whose art site is now linked left under friends of one. i wish i could make this handsome photo of t.j. into a link. visit him. he's lonesome over there out loud.

i aint in nobodys hurry/mr presidents day 2007

was yesterday. happy belated. i braved the cold and attended the "largest president's day parade in the USA" in old town alexandria, VA with my sister megan. apparently there is a larger president's day parade in peru. additionally, i felt baby parts in my sisters belly.

id like my death to be at the hands of trees

that seems apropos.

dollar dollar coinz yall

(Tom Gralish/Philadelphia Inquirer)

see articles here, here, and here. ive been lobbying for the replacement of the dollar bill since late 2001 and it looks like my voice is finally being listened to. at least this is a step in that direction. but the eradication of the dollar bill is the most important step yet to come. the comments are most interesting to read and represent a fair cross section of americans, from the numb-nutted to the reasonable. bye.

edit one jesus night light

that thing about tessa

tessa has two scotch tape dispensers in front of her on her desk. in a moment when there is nothing to do with her mostly busy hands, shes automatically redirecting them towards one of the dispensers, clipping a piece and fashioning it with her fingers into a wad, ball, or flag for her pen. this is the best at the end of the day when wad, ball, and flag remnants remain scattered about, amounting to the number of times tessa ends a sentence directed at me with an emphasized 'man.' and so, as it is, we go working.

v (not five)

valentine, vanuatu, venezuela, vietnam, violin, vulture

section 330, row 2, seats 14 & 15

come visit me sundays 2007.

thats the hottest thing ive seen

(AP Photo/Chuck Burton)

despite the first snow fall of winter in nyc, spring is here. go phillies.

when attacked by a monster, try throwing the cat at it.

(photos by scarlet)

i have two such weapons against attacking monsters; mark (L) and dan (R).

bless the twenty-two

with all the hooplah in the early 2007 regarding the presidential elections at the end of the 2008, i just take a moment to be grateful for the 22nd. this blessed constitutional amendment will keep george w. bush from seeking/stealing yet another term in the oval office. those former presidents called george h.w. bush and jimmy carter could legally run for president in 2008. so im just saying keep your eye tuned for that. bless you no. twenty-two.

all of my passengers are dead

we went riding together
tough together all right
but it was a thrill
a train throne for us kings and queens
a party for the princess
dead, the way they went
when a great blasty from horn on horn
i shook when blood fell from the floor
a harness born of a couple strung
their just-dead passenger bodies
nearly choking mine

B.A.R.F.

im eager to get going on my planning of what may, in future generations, be heralded as the one singular success of craig one in 2007; bay area robot fights brooklyn. imagine this scene where 16 highly caffeinated humans deck themselves to their best in robot costumings then engage in tourney-styled battles. one robot will emerge as BARF BROOKLYN CHAMPION. contact me if you would like to participate.

the fuck with what

and welcome. its important that i clarify one thing right off my bat. im lazy when it comes to using certain punctuation markings such as 'apostrophe,' especially when already in a mood so lazy whereby i contract "it is" and "i am" in the first place. so its not that im dumb, its that im evolutionarily one step ahead. and thank you.