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Katzenjammer Kids

1. A particularly lavish example of Ming's martial architecture
2. Semiotic ghost
3. It lacks the true quill
4. California gas-stations
5. Dull silver skin
6. Oh Elizabeth
7. Yellow Polaroid shooting glasses
8. 12 giant props
9. On the set of "All The King's Men"
10. Canoe/bayou
11. Bob Knight's hungover dandy rabbit (the Keepers of The Bunny at the End of the Universe)
12. Crawl away from a detail you want
13. A flying car in your future
14. Angry little actor/ he came just about up to my shoulder and he wants to flirt with me?
15. Never-never land
16. Nothing acquires quite as rapid or peculiar a patina of age as an imaginary future.
17. White knuckled survival
18. Andy's birthday extravaganza, courtesy Rotary Downs and moi
19. Put some bacon in ya
20. That was just yesterday?
21. Past the crying phase
22. Hard-edged gloomy passion
23. Our father's gambles/gambols
24. A devastating refutation
25. Cybernetics, biotech, and the communications web
26. A pirate's crew of losers
27. I brought a bag of whistles!
28. The hidee ho - - -
29. Look at the big X in the sky
30. A funeral/a bikini wax
31. St. Joseph's altar
32. Toolbox, $3
33. Degrees

Amongst other things, so many things this weekend, but amidst them all there's this: We're all hanging out on the sidewalk, fun birthday adventures, and we see this woman walking past, amazing outfit, alone. We spoke, bantered, exchanged names, she says, "Elizabeth? Oh that's one of my favorite names. When I was a little girl I had an imaginary friend I named Elizabeth Underwood, she was so great, strong, an artist, brave, would do all the things I wanted to do ..."

Have you ever had to pick your jaw up from the sidewalk upon which it has fallen?

And her name? Rebeccah Crow, really. If you know me you know.

So the weekend its music celebrations sorrows and sparkles, the waffle party yesterday I was so glad it wasn't just me who found those droll people a bit droll and I have this to say:

I'd rather have fleeting rapid illusions of intimacy with transient strangers than to buy into her notions of friendship. Don't need it, the abuse, inconsistencies, drama, the assumptions, and I certainly don't need to be used as a joy-ride novelty circus freak pal who will always give you a good time. Not that I'm not a joy-ride carnival adventure ride but hey! I'm a home-body too.

I Met Him On The River

Mark Twain used to say that when he would formulate a character he would suddenly realize he was meeting them for the second time; he met them the first time "on the river". These were all characters who would have had to be what they were described as being.

Psychologists talk about the binding of one thing to another, taking a feeling that is absolutely unacceptable and suppressing it by binding it to another feeling which is completely acceptable. It's what addicts do when they take their drug and superimpose it on a feeling that they don't want to have.

Darwin wrote about accidents of evolution - he called them 'sports' - species which turned out to be superadaptive in whatever environment they discovered themselves in. In social terms, those are the civilizers. And those folks - those sports - are what make a country great.

- There's no way my peculiar set of adaptive characteristics could have survived except in that crucible.
- Bill Hickok
- She was either bedevilled by self-destructive urges or possessed of keen survival skills that sustained her in the face of unhealthy compulsions.
- Foreshadow a spasmodically violent encounter
- The ambience in the room seems equal parts master class and seancé
- I wonder, comma, in short, comma, how Al is fucking feeling being it was his yap the screams were coming from.
- And you dancing around the pole ain't allaying my fucking anxieties.

walkin thinkin

(W) James said that every vision that ever came to anyone is prefaced by a sense of dissolution of the self. It's the fragmentation of ego that allowed what he called 'the oceanic sense' to flow in. I find that when I'm merely thinking about ________ (prose, photograph, installation, song ie: 'characters'/'story-telling') I'm in an egoist state, which is the opposite of the state of being where you suppress the ego and go out in spirit to the work. What creating should be is a going out in spirit. And my idea of 'story-telling' is - I wouldn't say it's religious but I would say it's spirtual.

You know, the chemist Friedrich August Kekule worked for twenty years trying to figure out the structure of the benzene ring, and he couldn't do it. And then one night he was sleeping and he had a vision of a snake swallowing its tail. So he told his students about it and they said, 'Not bad, you go to sleep and you wake up with that.' And he said, 'Visions come to prepared spirits.' The way Billy Wilder put it was 'The muse had to know where to find you.'

But it's not as if I just go with the flow. I spend a lot of fucking time studying my 'characters' and trying to feel my way into them. And I feel that once you've done that sort of research and lived into your sense of the 'characters', the next essential step of the process is to suppress the self. The way that happens for me is that the only time I'll think about the work is when I'm working. I won't plan it out. My belief is: anything you're thinking about when you're not in the act of creating is probably useless.

tidbitties

Your heathen deities are delicious!

And so is The Squooshy Pineapple!

And so is my little friend.

SHE TORE THE PENIS OFF THE MASTURBATIN' MONKEY

then she ate his legs. She also ate 2 handmade papier maché masks from Mexico, three vintage bunny banks, two rubber bunnies, the head of a one-of-a-kind handmade doll and her yarn hair, and a straw basket my (now dead) grandmother gave me when I was a little girl.

I am never watching other people's dogs again.

They are never as smart as Annie.

This is Annie! Annie loves Molly and I love Molly but Molly is just dumb.

HIJINKS SHENANIGANS

What a pair of yokels, the acoustics are best in the jon. (His face is really that red, all the time.).

Seriously. Yokels. (That red).

And so girly.

The Black Bonnets

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"Furthermore, you play an abominable game of whist!"

- He ain't got much but what he got he got a lot of.
- "If I had superpowers/I'd use them to rearrange/the stars that spell your name"
- He puts the "D" in A.D.D.
- oh I may stray but I am never far I may stray very very far but I am never gone
- what I see out walking all alone
- "The pen writes, the hand follows" Hart
- Donkey, birdy, monkey
- The Grey Gardens
- The drummer? Why don't you just go and marry a roadie then?
- That old ass odor
- Is your dog friendly? I could pet him?
- Scrub, spray, burn
- Dance to Barry White
- Water/lemon/apple cider vinegar
- Skip 11
- Talk of old friends
- Pink Floyd stoned -vs- the opera stoned (that dragon is soooo big)
- And my secret? Thing is, I've never been fussy but I do like my soaps, lotions, and oils. I've never been afraid to do any of the things I heard later I should be afraid to do. Robert noticed the men noticing and one day striding over Lexington on our way to work said, "I know why." If you see him tell him I'm still waiting for his insight. Me I think it's all in the shenanigans and hijinks!
- Thing is, I'm sick of saying the same shitty things over & over so I've decided to shut up, to stop talking with words.
- Not angry anymore
- New bed: gladiola, peony, gerber

the compassion

A year later he is in Saint Louis. He is taken on for New Orleans aboard a flatboat. Forty-two days on the river. At night the steamboats hoot and trudge past the black waters all alight like cities adrift. They break up the float and sell the lumber and he walks in the streets and hears tongues he has not heard before. He lives in a room above a courtyard behind a tavern and he comes down at night like some fairybook beast to fight the sailors.

jumped over the moon

Fork is a poet and visual artist born in Detroit. She began doing readings while living in New Orleans. Being invested in the visionary uses of poetry, she uses this intention to allow a frequency where she invents and cultivates intimacy and revolt.  She recently closed her poetry series La Venue, in Brooklyn, where she currently lives.  She is also publishing her first book in August called Lickin Glass.

Replication Red 

Word I Am   One   (word)   (one)   God

memory logos red pure light

See your hands               in dreams

See you pen                      in mirrors

tracing is a feeling      in doors

and

What of my western origin thinking

quick open my sex   -   I Are

you will need an eye for an eye

there   -   useless arrows pointing

decisions   -   is it the end

pull   in nonwhere and hand

in  it  is  revealed

faces   -   impressions out of control

I  Are   I  Are   I  Are

 

Her Presence In That Space

It's not so much that I "forgot I have a broken heart" as it is I "remembered I am supposed to have a broken heart". Because as real as the attachment is, as deep as any desire, this is not the time in my life for resisting change or fighting for my mother/father to return from the dead, etc. Point is I'm not all "woe is me", curled up in a ball, blood seeping from underneath my white cotton chemise. I am a lucky woman, who knows what the future may bring, this is as it should be.

- Elmar Trenkwalder
- Project Alabama
- a condemnation and a lament
- Janiana Tschape
- Fluxus Factory
- Gajin Fujita
- Jean Shin
- the effect is ravishing
- Jeffrey Scher
- Olav Christopher Jenssen
- Pipilotti Rist
- Benjamin James
- Rita Ackerman
- Irene Siegel
- "I don't go to the damn well. I don't even know what that thing is. I was just hanging my panties out on the line when I saw it."
- A cup of wisdom tea perhaps?
- Goldenrod/horsetail
- Please! Shut! Up!
- All fancy underneath
- Paid to go out
- Kuh kuh kuh kuh kuh.

List of Top 20 Books

- Cormac McCarthy "Blood Meridian"
- William Burroughs "Western Lands" "Place of Dead Roads"
- Virginia Woolf "The Waves"
- Anais Nin "Diaries Vol 1" "Ladders To Fire"
- Margurite Dumas "The War"
- William Gibson "Neurmancer"
- Jean Genet "Miracle of The Rose"
- Toni Morrison "Beloved" "Song of Solomon"
- Alice Walker "By The Light of My Father's Smile"
- Fyodor Dostoevsky "Crime and Punishment"
- Marcel Proust "Swann's Way"
- Steinbeck "East of Eden"
- Thomas Hardy "Jude The Obscure"
- James Joyce "Portrait Of The Artist As A Young Man"
- Homer "Ulysses"
- Phillip K Dick "Collected Stories"
- Ursula Hegi "Stones From The River"
- Vincent Van Gogh "Letters"
- Tom Drury "The End Of Vandalism"
- Melville "Moby Dick"
- Tolstoy "War and Peace"
- Harriet Jacobs "Incidents In The Life Of A Slave Girl"
- Judy Chicago "Through The Flower"
- Sophocles "Electra"
- Shakespeare "Macbeth"
- Lorrie Moore "Birds of America"