Above: Giggling like a child during an ill-fated set at the Crazy Horse pub in Nagasaki.
Lucky happy Japan nodermeet 2009! Do to come! You will take enjoy.
"I found this place on the web," I say. "It's full of writers. Good ones. They're all over the place like some kind of weird headless death cult of writer apostles. I've written some things for them and they're NICE to me. They tell me if they love stuff or hate it. They threaten to castrate me when I insult the bands they like. I feel like I'm home. These people, they think like me. It's called Everything2. They have these rules. Dole out points. It makes them write better, they think. They really try to make each other happy with their writing. They can't stop. They write and write because their genes make them do it."
- iceowl
Excalibur: Who can honestly say they don't have a child imprisoned in their basement for sexual purposes?
Excalibur: People fuss too much about these things.
kthejoker: I don't. She turned 18 back in April. We ate cake and drank her blood.
DonJaime: You is teh lose. You don't know what COOL is. I dictate my thoughts to lithe sex-slaves who transfer them to parchment with quill pens in the finest calligraphy. The parchments are then sent to a secret data centre in Liechtenstein where Zen masters transfer them into granite-topped data stations using specially developed karate kicks
rootbeer277: I'm not so intimidated by a pregnant woman as I am uncomfortably aware that she outnumbers me.
bosses and offices on automatic drip
they've got the keys to the city
but we've got a lot of shakin' in our hips
i've seen your flag on the marble arch
and love is not a victory march
it's a cold and it's a broken hallelujah
New Albums of the Moment:
Sigur Ros - Meš Suš ķ Eyrum Viš Spilum Endalaust
MGMT - Oracular Spectacular
Spiritualized - Songs in A&E
The Black Keys - Attack and Release
Jamie Lidell - Jim
Portishead - Third
The Raconteurs - Consolers of the Lonely
Supergrass - Diamond Hoo Ha
These albums change, but good writeups involving these bands or albums will receive positive attention from me.
Every addiction, she said, was just a way to treat this same problem.
Drugs or
overeating or alcohol or sex, it was all just another way to find peace.
To escape what we know. Our education. Our bite of the apple.
Language, she said, was just our way to explain away the wonder and glory of the world.
To deconstruct. To dismiss.
She said people can't deal with how beautiful the world really is.
How it can't be explained and understood.
nagasakiblues.com
I had to remove my address. I live in a small town in Nagasaki Prefecture, Japan. It's so small, in fact, that a Google search for said town returns this homenode as the second or third entry, meaning that students and faculty are stumbling upon my homenode. This is unacceptable for a variety of reasons. If you'd like to send me mail, I'd love to receive it, but you'll have to ask for the address.
p.s. - if you ever decide you'd like to add Japan to the list of places you've visited in the world, I bet I can help you.
E-mail: christopher@nagasakiblues.com
Everything you've learned in school as "obvious" becomes less and less obvious
as you begin to study the universe. For example, there are no solids in the universe.
There's not even a suggestion of a solid. There are no absolute continuums.
There are no surfaces. There are no straight lines. - R. Buckminster Fuller
In a town, there are houses, plants in bay windows. People notice dying better. The dead have faces, automobiles. If you don't know a name, you know a street name, a dog's name. "He drove an orange Mazda."
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