Archive for May, 2005

Dear Pinky,

faked by Monday, May 16th, 2005

Happy Birthday. Damn, you’re OLD. I mean, I’m older (by fifteen months!), but with the baby and all, that means you’re WAAAAY older than me! Ha ha!
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“lady i will touch you.”

faked by Monday, May 16th, 2005

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Strange Stories, Amazing Facts: A Pretty Fakes Friday the 13th Special.

faked by Friday, May 13th, 2005

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“her white white bones.”

faked by Thursday, May 12th, 2005

I first stumbled across this poem by the Godmother of Punk years ago; I kept it, printed out on a piece of crumpled cardstock, for years.
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Billy Bragg and “A New England.”

faked by Thursday, May 12th, 2005

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Well, no, I cannot, technically speaking, skin a buck or run a trotline.

faked by Tuesday, May 10th, 2005

One of the nice things about being in academia is getting to be friends with people from all over the world—academic departments seldom boast more than a few members who are from the local area. (more…)

“the spring has been exquisite,” by e.e. cummings.

faked by Saturday, May 7th, 2005

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Phoenix Recap Days 4 & 5: Hardly Art, Hardly Starving; Hardly Art, Hardly Garbage.

faked by Thursday, May 5th, 2005

By Sunday Cat & I were exhausted. I mean, we’d drunk half the Sierra Nevada in Phoenix (unusually, it’s a staple on the menu of every place we went to), gone to three shows (one of them a bona-fide concert!), climbed a mountain, and we still had Rilo Kiley to go to. We didn’t want to do a damn thing. (more…)

A Coda for NPM.

faked by Thursday, May 5th, 2005

So, National Poetry Month is over.
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Captain Boomerang Needs Love Too

faked by Thursday, May 5th, 2005

So do talking telepathic evil French gorillas.

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