The boys was sitting in a corner of the club one afternoon like they usually do,
Sunday, December 28, 2008
Saturday, December 27, 2008
You go on, no matter what, you try to stay alive,
Friday, December 26, 2008
Tuesday, December 23, 2008
Chimes Of Freedom
Sunday, December 21, 2008
Saturday, December 20, 2008
|(from Dogger Gatsby's Dark Blue Notebook)|
Christmas, you say? It's not a matter of Humbug, it's just that I don't think anything of it. Nothing is very comfortable these days, but it doesn't matter because it cannot change. Things go on, but not forever.
Wednesday, December 17, 2008
by John Gillespie Magee, Jr., 1941
Monday, December 15, 2008
|Another One of my Lazy Poems|
That woman, I swear, had hairs in her nose,
Sunday, December 14, 2008
In August 2006, Technorati found that the most linked-to blog on the Internet was that of Chinese actress Xu Jinglei. Chinese media Xinhua reported that this blog received more than 50 million page views, claiming it to be the most popular blog in the world.
Saturday, December 13, 2008
"The Day The Earth Stood Still" seems to be taking a bad beating, from amateurs and pros alike, so far. I haven't seen it, but the original was always one of my favorites, and I have little expectation of a movie that stars the most witless shit of a non-acting actor possible, Keanu Reeves. Well, unless they'd hired that weird comic homunculus, Jack Black!
Friday, December 12, 2008
It snowed here yesterday, only a few inches, yet a thing that seldom happens in Southeast Texas. I only remember it snowing once around here when I was a kid--at least only once that was enough for snowballs and snowmen! I've grown too old to give much of a hoot for the snow by now, but it was an interesting sight, especially since I didn't have to get up early and go anywhere on the icy roads. In fact I didn't even have to go outside, though I did, but only briefly. Now we'll wait to see how many plants keel over and die from all this extreme exposure.
Thursday, December 11, 2008
Monday, December 08, 2008
I don't remember being aware at the time (2005) that I'd been quoted (only a paragraph about the author, John Fowles) by the BBCwhich just goes to show that everything that happens (even on the infernal Internet) doesn't always show!
Sunday, December 07, 2008
Sometimes I see you have become
Saturday, December 06, 2008
Take a long goodbye
Thursday, December 04, 2008
Tuesday, December 02, 2008
When it hurts to be alive, what do you do? Is death the primary option or are there more? I ponder it, but reach no conclusion. What if death is no surcease of pain or discomfort? What if one's mental agony goes on? Should I write a novel about it? How could that ever be of interest? I suspect it's all been done. There's not, and never has been, anything more boring than descriptions of such cold discomfort--at any rate, I can't imagine it.