Oh shit

www.gunslingbirds.com

All that's left has gone to sleep

It's 10pm, I worked for 12 hours today, again, but I'm about to get back on the G train to go to Park Slope to visit Tim before he leaves, and Austin and Lindsey are there and the fellowship will never be broken and these are my days

You know

Sleeping for 2 weeks straight is sounding a lot better than going to Ireland.

So the website for the band thing is almost done. It is kind of blog-based. In that there are posts and updates and what have you. Let's be honest: I can't multitask, which means I may retire this little blarg in order to focus on the music one. Don't worry, though, there will still be fun things. I'm just not sure yet if I'll be able to keep track of both. We will see!

Today on the A train, there is an older woman talking to who I presume was her grandson. Unless she kidnapped him. I couldn't hear what the boy was saying because he was 8 years old and very quiet. The old woman was fairly loud and even almost drowned out the woman next to me chewing gum like it had the antidote.

BOY: .....
GRANDMOTHER: You have to. You just have to go to college.
BOY: .....
GRANDMOTHER: Well, you want to get a job. It's really important to get a job and you need college for that.
BOY: .....
GRANDMOTHER: You'll probably get a job in high school, too. Lots of people do that.
BOY: .....
GRANDMOTHER: Yes, your father has a fantastic job.


HE'S EIGHT! HE'S EIGHT FUCKING YEARS OLD!

holy shit

Guess what I have 7 boxes of sitting in my room.

Go on.

"In other words I am three. One man stands forever in the middle, unconcerned, unmoved, watching, waiting to be allowed to express what he sees to the other two.
The second man is like a frightened animal that attacks for fear of being attacked.
Then there's an over-loving gentle person who lets people into the uttermost sacred temple of his being and he'll take insults and be trusting and sign contracts without reading them and get talked down to working cheap or for nothing, and when he realizes what's been done to him he feels like killing and destroying everything around him including himself for being so stupid. But he can't - he goes back inside himself.
Which one is real?
They're all real."

Charles Mingus

oh hell no son

PORTISHEAD "MACHINE GUN"
by portishead

"I recommend the salad, sir. It's fucking adorable."

"When did you figure that out, mom?" "Probably when I gave birth to you on the 11th floor overlooking the Hudson."

I'm waiting for the G train at Fulton and there is a girl who is maybe in the 5th grade doing her homework with her mom, and they look exactly alike. I mean the girl is just a miniature version of her mom. The girl is doing math homework, and a question she is stuck on has to do with figuring out percentages, and hypothetical issue being purported by her workbook is about club membership fees; specifically fee x for joining, and annual percentage fees.

GIRL: It seems weird that you would pay continually throughout the year.
MOM: I don't know, I can imagine a club that would charge both a joining rate and a percentage over time.
GIRL: [pensive silence]
GIRL: Isn't a club where people go to dancedance?
MOM: ...
MOM: You are obviously not a suburban child.

Bar Graffiti: Alibi, Clinton Hill 2/24/09

2 lobsters walk in the pub



I <3 eggs!



Balls on this! (Diptych [so to speak] part 1)



Balls on that! (Diptych [get it??] part 2)