Author: shawn

tortle shells and lucky dells
have all my dreams a lackals
blown and posted muenster
on the floor, broken by the scare
curdled, smelly rusted cheese
putteres long about, along the eves
pasty creams and dainty coverlets
pulled beneath our chins and necks
these are curdling in the heat
my careful fears so neat
put those caltrops away old men
they hurt my feet and spleen
what can you sing when your eyes are
clutchy made with

The Tofte Project

pour this vasty dreepiness
glug glug glug torly-drainwise
torque and wiggle the
clutching metal
yo ho ho

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what was don in silence oh before
is crunched in madness out the door
burst yer corticles and scream
without this misty older dream
begone you onceler fiendish goon
and wrap your snake-like bout the moon
weep on, the frog moon ‘bits
creep on, slurp on, you lunatices!
dance these ‘squitos out of here
their constant buzzing in my ear
release the chains from off my goat
or turn the train about the note

my heartcakes are squeezing with delight over this incontrovertibly gespaucho! or, singlemindly, heaping great cups of nockywaller into my head. eehee! nockywaller, eeeeeeheeeee!

Piracy is Progressive Taxation, and Other Thoughts on the Evolution of Online Distribution

An insightful article about piracy and file-sharing and the misperception of these in the minds of the entertainment industry. I’ve been fascinated with this issue for quite some time now.

The descriptions of them, alone, are hysterical.

The Guy I Almost Was

The Free Expression Project has an excellent article about the state of copyright as it exists in the U.S. right now. It does fall firmly on the side of those opposing the extension of copyright, but that doesn’t particularly bother me. This information is quite useful.

This article about the stages of human moralistic development as correlated through the Old Testament is especially interesting when compared to this article about the progression and complexification(?) of childrearing as it relates to peoples’ spiritual and moral understanding…

Very interesting stuff.

a gazillion alchemickal monkeys typing away and singing out songs of incantation

“teabags teabags! where have you gone? my eyeballs are getting dry!”