Tuesday, 3 February 2009
Harrison Ford on a Llama
I just saw Harrisson Ford riding a Llama. He was eating an avocado and was wearing a pair of sparkling high heels. He looked kind of unhappy.
Thursday, 8 January 2009
Wednesday, 7 January 2009
Ellen Kennedy
Really enjoyed reading Ellen Kennedy's Yesterday I was Talking to Myself at Bear Parade. I'm not sure why I never read it before. I look forward to the book.
Plus, I saw my neighbour eating a star yesturday. I assume it was a celebration. Happy New Year!
Plus, I saw my neighbour eating a star yesturday. I assume it was a celebration. Happy New Year!
The corduroy Mtn.

The first print issue of The Corduroy Mtn. is out now from Greying Ghost press featuring work by:
Peter Berghoef, Shane Jones, Brooklyn Copeland, Forest Roth, Blake Butler, Mandy Billings, Brandon Shimoda, Sommer Browning, Adam Maynard, Joshua Ware, Drew Kalbach, B.J. Love, Kevin Wilson, Kendra Malone, Jac Jemc, Eric Amling, and James Iredell
Wednesday, 10 December 2008
Frogs
I'm currently writing about frogs. I'm getting lots of good submissions for My Name is Mud. Thom Yorke was wearing a big yellow Puffa coat the other day.
Go and read Terry Deek's story The Chainsaw Battles at MNIM. Read about Cock Out and his favourite chainsaw Grim Reaper II.
Just Ordered Sheila Heti Middle Stories and Tender Buttons, Gertrude Stein.
Listening: Rickets and Scurvy by David Grubbs (fat Cat Records)
Go and read Terry Deek's story The Chainsaw Battles at MNIM. Read about Cock Out and his favourite chainsaw Grim Reaper II.
Just Ordered Sheila Heti Middle Stories and Tender Buttons, Gertrude Stein.
Listening: Rickets and Scurvy by David Grubbs (fat Cat Records)
Tuesday, 2 December 2008
Wasted Around a Bit
I have pretty much successfully disappeared
Sitting here, stuffing my face with Rocky Mountain Oysters
Watching a guy in a bunny suit playing a green drum set
Somehow I’ve got all the magic wrong,
I don’t know what my house is, the air is very changed
There’s a giant squid stuffed in to my suitcase
The air is changed, it sparkles and I just want to be a pirate
I am disappearing, watching the birds outside of me
The magic is wrong when my face is full of Rocky Mountain Oysters
What is a house anyway?
And how is this day gliding along?
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