My toolshed!
Here's the rundown:
- Tigerpony shreds mega hard now that we're all getting a feel for it and composing wicked parts
- I don't think I have the heart to participate in an experimental study even if it does pay 4 figures or more
- My old man's moving pretty close to half a globe away in less than a month
- I didn't take ACTs or SATs three years ago because I'm a genius
- Eddie left his XBox at my place and now I pretty much thrash Far Cry and Battlefront II all the time
- I finally have fitted sheets for my bed once more (I never could find the old ones that had Pedialyte spilled on them, which means there must be a miniature black hole in the laundry room that thankfully I haven't stumbled across yet)
- ee cummings is a superb poet and I really wish I had a collection of his
- It needs to get warm. Now.
That's cribbly what's on my mind at the moment, that and the An End to Flesh show this Friday at the Journey, which, as usual, they will devastate, so be there or be square, kids.
PS Ian
posted by Ian @ 5:00 PM
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I own ee cummings: complete poems 1904-1962. Except they have "E. E. Cummings" all weird and punctuated like that. Anyway, I'd cribbly let you borrow it as long as you don't spill Pedialyte on it or something, if you want.
Dude, I didn't know you still blogged. Check it:
http://www.lambgoat.com/features/interviews/dave_witte.aspx
For some reason I don't think that all came out. Here is the whole link:
http://www.lambgoat.com/features/interviews/dave_witte.aspx
What the crap?
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