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Category: Obsessions
Achewood is jazz
According to Lie Bot, Teodor dies this coming Thursday. Not that you can ever trust Lie Bot, you know, it’s in his name, but I’ll be disappointed if Mr. Onstad just completely passes it by. Continuity demands a sacrifice!
The elastic band on my pocket Moleskine snapped off this morning. What the shit! I had my first pocket Moleskine for over two years, and its elastic band is still on. This one’s barely seven months old! You’re fired, pocket Moleskine!
I don’t actually think this will actually make much of an actual difference, since it actually stays closed in my pocket and I don’t press things between the actual pages.
Update 1427 hrs: THANK YOU FOR POINTING OUT MY SHORTCOMINGS, DAVID FLORA. I HAVE CORRECTED THE REDUNDANCY.
Reprostitution
Just so’s you’re aware, I’m a large.
Further Keyhole obsession: I’ve finally proved to my satisfaction that New Circle Road in Lexington is not a circle, but a teardrop-shaped gob of snot headed southeast to Richmond.
I think 360 is my new favorite song. If you understand why, you probably also understand why I like Modern Humor Authority so much.
Let’s see if LJ picks it up this time
In case you can’t read the text on the second one (which would be the back), it’s the Devil’s Dictionary 2.0 definition of “blog,” so of course this would be pending Mr. Knauss’s approval.
Seriously, if I got a couple dozen of these printed up, would anybody else be into it? I know my bitter, self-mocking iconoclasm is somewhat uncommon within my circle of readers, but there is a time and place for the ironic acknowledgement of one’s own participation in an overhyped and crass medium of expression. Like, say, concerts.