Friday, November 26, 2010

My Age-Old Feud with The Godfather

I think I might finally be coming around, and it sheds some light on why I hated it before. As with these opinion changes usually, I don't think I was wrong before. I think I hated the Godfather because it makes no sense. Everyone says something in a low mumbly voice, but they really mean something completely different. The only way to know what's going on is to know already what's going on. Hence, one's reaction might change after the 49th viewing.

Thursday, November 25, 2010

To Lorca

Andalusian
guitar! I've never heard you.
Still plaza. Love song.

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A Riddle About Time

Something I don't do
that I used to: read for fun.
Lorca, Yeats, Wallace.

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Wednesday, November 24, 2010

Quote of the Day

Your boos are not scaring me! I know most of you are not ghosts.

- 30 Rock

Tuesday, November 23, 2010

1989 Dreams

When I was a kid
we used to say we'd grow up
to be real cowboys.

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Monday, November 22, 2010

My Vacations

Others party. I,
anti-social mole-person
write stupid papers.

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Nostaljah

Evree-one I know
is depressed. Dreamers crippled
by false nostaljah.

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Sunday, November 21, 2010

The One Who Got Away

My first lover filmed
stuffed-animal frog softcore.
I, a fool, lost him.

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Friday, November 19, 2010

The Real Housewives of Beverly Hills

Old folks in nightclubs.
Are there so few options for
having fun at night?

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A Compliment

She said something nice.
I, stink-eyed, mean-spirited,
hostile, felt abashed.

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Airplane Etiquette

Airplane etiquette:
Armrest priority goes
to the middle seat.

I was feeling cold and crowded as the woman next to me took the armrest and had her vent on too high. I was giving her the mental stink eye when at the end of the flight she turned to me and said, "You're hair is beautiful."

I was looking like hell today and I barely even combed my hair. I felt like such a mean-spirited jackass.

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Wednesday, November 17, 2010

Is the Scar of Inbreeding So Deep?

If English princes
always breed with pretty girls,
why still so gnomely?

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Bicycles Are a Threat to Society

Steal car's right of way,
bicycle jerks! Mow me down
as pedestrian.

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