wado

Nothing like replacing that hour and a half you hoped to spend on the creative endeavor of your purview arguing with the argument bunny.

I've just discovered typing son of a bitch, is fun. Son of a bitch. Just the keystrokes, its like a dance for your fingers. Non-sticky finger fun.

I am such a twitterer. Seriously, so addicted. Everything reduced to 140 word blurbs.

Webcomic, oh how I want to post to you. Oh how I don't think I will sleep tonight. Trying to puzzle out why I should need to sleep. What needs to happen tomorrow that cannot happen tonight. Also, wondering if i can walk to work, probably not. Or rather possible? Who knows?

I was very happy to open The Amber Spyglass and see quotes from both Rainer Maria Rilke, John Ashbury, and William Blake as the epigraph. I mean fuck o all, you put their stuff at the front of your book, I will read whatever the fuck you write. I have never seen any use a line from the Duino Elegies as an epigraph, which is dumb. Every line of the Elegies should be carved into every mountain range on earth. No child should be ignorant of Rilke or the elegies, and damn if I won't bless Phil Pullman for remedying that.

On a similar note which I am equally pleased by, Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince looks very good based on the trailer I saw today.

I've gone way off now, and I'm sorry, but you can't follow. See you once they fold away this night.