Whoever told people that ‘mind’ means thoughts, opinions, ideas, and concepts? Mind means trees, fence posts, tiles, and grasses.
These mobile moms brought to mind experiments with baby monkeys given sock dolls for surrogate mothers, and how the babies became sociopathic.
Posted on July 9, 2014
People love GTA because it’s a game that theoretically lets you do anything. But when it comes to human connection, the game’s strict. You can’t sleep with another player, or kiss them, or cook something for them. There are the people you murder and the people you choose not to.
Posted on March 23, 2014
Buy it, use it, break it, fix it,
Trash it, change it, mail - upgrade it,
Charge it, point it, zoom it, press it,
Snap it, work it, quick - erase it,
Write it, cut it, paste it, save it,
Load it, check it, quick - rewrite it,
Plug it, play it, burn it, rip it,
Drag and drop it, zip - unzip it,
Lock it, fill it, call it, find it,
View it, code it, jam - unlock it,
Surf it, scroll it, pause it, click it,
Cross it, crack it, switch - update it,
Name it, rate it, tune it, print it,
Scan it, send it, fax - rename it,
Touch it, bring it, pay it, watch it,
Turn it, leave it, start - format it.
Posted on March 12, 2014
Modern postcard collecting must be considered more than a mere compulsion to accumulate meaningless objects in our overly consumer driven society.
Posted on February 18, 2014
… nevertheless we must accept the evidence on the page that we have a veritable yeti here — somebody who on his own ground is leaving marks nobody else could make.
Posted on November 20, 2013
I used to think Google was different. But the giant retail barges symbolize how Google’s considerable ambitions have become ever more tightly lashed to its commercial concerns.
Posted on November 1, 2013
THEY ARE THE MOST UNLIKELY OF FRIENDS: Archy is a cockroach with the soul of a poet, and Mehitabel is an alley cat with a celebrated past — she claims she was Cleopatra in a previous life. Together, cockroach and cat are the foundation of one of the most engaging collections of light poetry to come out of the twentieth century.
Posted on October 28, 2013
I mean only in this fake ass industry can you go from bein a silver spoon swallowin jewgro witta blend of melted butter n warm Ovaltine flowin thru ya bloodstream playin a paraplegic lame on a corny teen soap opera to becomin besties witta fake Blood who looks like a cross between a gremlin, a cabbage patch doll n a chupacabra n call yaself Champagne Papi n still be crazy respected by ya peers b…
Posted on October 10, 2013
At first it is not apparent that there are thousands of individual birds. It is like the pictures Kate has seen of worshippers bent to prayer before the Kaaba in the court of the Great Mosque at Mecca. The birds, like the men, are without distinction, fitting as smoothly as cobblestones into a pattern.
Posted on June 13, 2013