sing the body electric
“The land was gullied and eroded and barren. The bones of dead creatures sprawled in the washes. Middens of anonymous trash. Farmhouses in the fields scoured of their paint and the clapboards spooned and sprung from the wallstuds. All of it shadowless and without feature. The road decended through a jungle of dead kudzu. A march where the dead reeds lay over the water. Beyond the edge of the fields the sullen haze hung over earth and sky alike”
The Road
The better portion of the last ten years I’ve spent in the Bronx. And while I am looking forward to bigger and brighter things as I prepare to move, I cannot help but think back not only of the time I’ve spent here, and to who I was before I moved here. So long!
Note: … a crane lift, some 100ft in the air…
Towards the end of grad school I was involved in a plagiarism issue that could have cost me my degree. And several thousands of dollars. A co-worker of my mine copied large portions of a paper and submitted it before me. The saving grace in this scandal was that I had used an unique word. Since I could define the word, and he couldn’t: he was kicked out of the program, and I stayed on. An enlightening experience.
Needless to say, I was surprised he “friended” me on Facebook. DENIED. What a jackass.
Not since the Wire annihilated all standards have I been even the slightest bit interested in crime dramas. That one glimmer of hope was Southland: the the gritty fucked up LA cop show with Bull and the dude from the OC. Of course, NBC canceled it (Fuck you Leno). And now TNT will air the remaining episodes? They might even renew? If only they would pick up Dollhouse…
i don’t even recall a villain
she’s under water being a priss
then she is on land
then she tried to drown the dark haired gentleman
there are silly moments with a crab and using things for things other than they were there are silly moments with a crab and using things for things other than they were intended for
then a wedding on a ship
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