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(June 13, 2007-December 31, 2008)
Tuesday, October 30, 2007
And the dr jumped over the moon
Symptom: chicago-Seattle-Long Beach ...........(you here, me here, we here) Cure: long Beach-Seattle-Chicago ....................(me there, you there, we there)
[merci cher fanch...luv-15]
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In an Arizona town that is too placid, where the cactus was planted last night and nostalgically cast actors do a generalized drunkenness, cowardice, voraciousness, [John] Wayne is the termite actor focusing only on a tiny present area, nibbling at it with engaging professionalism and a hipster sense of how to sit in a chair leaned against the wall, eye a flogging overactor (Lee Marvin). As he moves along at the pace of a tapeworm, Wayne leaves a path that is only bits of shrewd intramural acting.
Seattle memory-dream: when I got to the end of my shots, I repeatedly looked over the net and there was never anyone there… My partner had deserted the grounds. Maybe I unfairly used him as a ball machine, one of these playmate genies that can keep throwing at you for so long, and he got sick of it. Or perhaps we did not play the same sport, and I just fancied we did. He must have been in joke sports, like fussball or marathong… Not my style of physical prowess.
2 comments:
In an Arizona town that is too placid, where the cactus was planted last night and nostalgically cast actors do a generalized drunkenness, cowardice, voraciousness, [John] Wayne is the termite actor focusing only on a tiny present area, nibbling at it with engaging professionalism and a hipster sense of how to sit in a chair leaned against the wall, eye a flogging overactor (Lee Marvin). As he moves along at the pace of a tapeworm, Wayne leaves a path that is only bits of shrewd intramural acting.
Seattle memory-dream: when I got to the end of my shots, I repeatedly looked over the net and there was never anyone there… My partner had deserted the grounds. Maybe I unfairly used him as a ball machine, one of these playmate genies that can keep throwing at you for so long, and he got sick of it. Or perhaps we did not play the same sport, and I just fancied we did. He must have been in joke sports, like fussball or marathong… Not my style of physical prowess.
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