Tuesday, September 26, 2006

mewithoutYou Struck Again

Hence this burning red
Marked by a sadness
They'll look back
and call Joy

Or something like that anyway.

"everything i know i get from wikipedia."

- Abalone In Jade Sauce.

Thursday, September 21, 2006

This In at Just This Time

A recent series of readership polls at a popular blog found that readership polls are completely worthless when the readership is not large enough to establish a plurality without including the writer.

"Sometimes I wonder what I'm really doing here," the writer, affectionately called "Two Guns" by no one, really, was overheard saying in his head. "But more often I wonder what [the blog's faithful reader(s)] are doing here. I mean, couldn't they be watching episodes of Freakazoid on YouTube or something?"

Two Guns went on to edit the title of his current post so it didn't end in a preposition, which he noted is actually a noun.

"I guess I get it," he said, regarding the previous sentence. "I'm just not sure it was worth getting."

Monday, September 18, 2006

A Readership Poll Inspired by a Readership Poll Inspired by Felipe Tamayo Collins

Now that my entire readership has been polled, here's another.

Are you a mythbuster or an artist?

Sunday, September 17, 2006

Saturday, September 16, 2006

Sunday, September 10, 2006

Craig's List Struck the Matches in Our Hands

To quote a misunderstood not-poet, "We burned you alive."

Thursday, September 07, 2006

Fiddle Sticks

I recently switched my laundry from the washer to the dryer. Upon making the switch, I was happy to note that no socks were missing but less pleased to discover that I was in receipt of one (1) additional two-inch long grasshopper thigh and lower leg, intact with knee, for a grand total of one (1) grasshopper leg.

As usual, I hope I don't have a five-legged grasshopper in my underpants.

Wednesday, September 06, 2006

This Random Thought Has Been Labeled "Significant," and "Random"

Sometimes I wonder if I'd rather be quoted than understood. By "sometimes" I mean "just now."

At $1.75 a Pop, Tops...

why wouldn't you collect bottle caps?

Monday, September 04, 2006

not sure if this is a Haiku for Table at Michael's Birthday Party

Lighting sandy beach—
Craig's List hung you out to dry.
We burned you alive.