tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29405999961483128612011-11-27T19:45:58.588-05:00Alanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15121545388541356988noreply@blogger.comBlogger251100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2940599996148312861.post-90616302473786010782008-12-18T22:07:00.003-05:002008-12-18T23:13:13.888-05:00

Honor is a moment found where doing the unprejudiced or righteous thing is done out of choice not purpose. The man who walked off his flight and asked if we knew which direction was east, seemed hurried but intent and a little desperate. It was 7:44PM at terminal 5 of John F Kennedy airport in New York City. I didn't hear him well the first time and said the always intelligent, huh? He kindly

Alanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15121545388541356988noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2940599996148312861.post-14479386819181231322008-12-14T18:38:00.006-05:002008-12-14T19:54:48.418-05:00

Above, jetBlue terminal 5 in all its bossanova super-swinging-sixties glory. Drink it in. From what I'm told this is quite different from any other JFK terminal, and it is brand new. Lined with restaurants, bars and kind-of high-end shops, maybe not high-end, trendy, trendy shops, almost hip but really more trendy. There is a Muji (to go), which is pretty hip though my companion believes it

Alanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15121545388541356988noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2940599996148312861.post-51389959093725888472008-12-12T09:18:00.002-05:002008-12-12T09:46:14.539-05:00

Seriously, it's a doughnut-hole sized O.J. and it's more than likely gonna cost me $5.00. It takes all my will to sip this pittyful shot. Usually I have twenty-four ounces in one long swig every morning but also oranges are everywhere at home. At home however it is very hard to find a fresh made delicious doughnut like these.

Alanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15121545388541356988noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2940599996148312861.post-81674885831046487882008-12-05T12:07:00.001-05:002008-12-05T12:11:21.278-05:00

The simple things are the great things in art. The subtlety and interplay of everything involved in the piece, from the act of creating itself, to the subject, to the venue in which it is viewed all lend to the total work. Scott Wade of Texas gets it, it being that central American ideal of art that well, just isn't that European classic/pretty or metropolitan avant garde, it's folksy maybe but

Alanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15121545388541356988noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2940599996148312861.post-6348776091086423692008-12-01T21:41:00.006-05:002008-12-01T21:53:51.673-05:00

Enjoy this and wonder at what it was ever intended to accomplish. Thank you to the year 1933 and its "queer" designers as well as Natalia for providing the link that led me to this beautiful but purposeless machine. I mean just look at that thing, it's fantastic!

Alanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15121545388541356988noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2940599996148312861.post-32195258469860223932008-11-14T20:24:00.003-05:002008-11-14T20:29:57.995-05:00

Woohoo Shuttle launch! Though it is disturbing that no one on my street gives a flip. At least I know that my small circle of friends were all outside supporting, in their own drunken way, NASA and all its incredible feats.

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    Something within crumbles, every little byte and moment profound and outright.    A senseless waste of nothing but yesterdays thoughts and memories returned in fleeting flight.    Dredge out some solid mass of solemnity, carry out an order unjust.    These simple somethings inundate us in lust.    A featureless trifle the above, couples, rhymes, tricks and clever words. Is this what obsession

Alanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15121545388541356988noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2940599996148312861.post-61515867110597978702008-11-11T18:50:00.005-05:002008-11-11T19:38:02.174-05:00

The great rollicking Holocene has, according to a great many in the scientific community, come to a close. Yes friends, the ice that receded eleven thousand years ago allowing us all to cease our grunting stinking ways and settle down with wonderful things like wheat and rice, construct cities and art and civilization and generally be the groovy beings we are today, is no longer the most

Alanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15121545388541356988noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2940599996148312861.post-68427890755796323512008-10-31T16:42:00.004-04:002008-10-31T16:52:12.024-04:00

Taken from today's w00t“Yeah! Last week she came over, and we were talking about Kirk and Picard, and I said that if Kirk was on the SDF-1 he would have been able to get them home faster and in better condition so that the later Protoculture invasion would have failed, but Maggie said that Picard, in the same situation, would have negotiated a treaty with Breetai that allowed the Invid access to

Alanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15121545388541356988noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2940599996148312861.post-24344402037767719012008-10-28T20:24:00.003-04:002008-10-28T20:33:17.125-04:00

Deal with the cute. Deal with the dog's emo hatred of being photographed. Deal with my girlfriend's DIY awsomeness. 

Alanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15121545388541356988noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2940599996148312861.post-62770639698058391432008-10-21T17:53:00.001-04:002008-10-21T18:37:24.321-04:00

What I ask you is more American than voting while drinking a beer?

Alanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15121545388541356988noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2940599996148312861.post-43809861805159268212008-10-20T17:17:00.003-04:002008-10-20T17:24:36.890-04:00

Attention: Compromising Electromagnetic Emanations of Keyboards Experiment 1/2 from Martin Vuagnoux on Vimeo.It is stuff like this that makes me want to hike into the wilderness with a typewriter and never return.

Alanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15121545388541356988noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2940599996148312861.post-10214024730644596742008-10-16T11:39:00.002-04:002008-10-17T09:34:01.143-04:00

You know it really seems like I may have a problem.

Alanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15121545388541356988noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2940599996148312861.post-49181989364310277682008-10-09T17:52:00.006-04:002008-10-09T18:42:20.216-04:00

No buts about it folks, The Rumble Strips, even in a venue emptied out after the local opening act's set finished, brought the rock hard as the iPhone tries to represent here. The blurred specter is not the drummer smashing a lone tom, he's the bassist, Sam Mansbridge, and he's smashing not only the tom but the tambourine he is vigilantly clamping against the tom, an impromptu instrument the

Alanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15121545388541356988noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2940599996148312861.post-85151420956572805872008-10-06T17:08:00.012-04:002008-11-13T10:12:45.032-05:00

Welcome. Welcome! Dear October whose time around another turn of mine shall show.Was in this solemn sole October my heart did swell awash in wake of double bass lows.Inside the seaweed-gelatinized crimson gushing soaks the well smoked wallsWasted my time residing in the safe unfeted hallsTreatment recommended by the demonic doctor's doll"Bathe in pit and puddle", Doll winked,  "The carnage is

Alanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15121545388541356988noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2940599996148312861.post-23566608176614480952008-09-30T19:50:00.004-04:002008-09-30T20:02:50.159-04:00

The sauce of desperation recipe:1 oz. wasabi peas1 tsp.  rice wine vinegar1.5 tsp. soy sauce1-2 tbsp. peanut oil1 tsp. raw sugarthe minced ginger, or sesame oil I didn't have, but only one or the otherPulverize wasabi peas however you can, into as fine a powder as you can, then assemble like salad dressing (everything but oil goes in, gets mixed well, add oil slowly), serve with, in my case Panko

Alanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15121545388541356988noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2940599996148312861.post-18564528989616781142008-09-25T22:14:00.005-04:002008-09-26T11:28:46.764-04:00

I have quit smoking, twenty-nine days ago, and in memory of my "cool before death" attitude...I am the bodhisattva of ash. My flame, my smoke, they are all nothing. All that is, is my ashen waste. Traveling first in flame, second on wind and last on earth, I know no home. I am vibrant, behind my brother flame who helps me grow. I am hopeless. I am light in wind. The currents are my tool and

Alanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15121545388541356988noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2940599996148312861.post-29119673947177352612008-09-20T21:13:00.002-04:002008-09-20T21:22:08.880-04:00

I regret only having to eventually move it across the country.

Alanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15121545388541356988noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2940599996148312861.post-54411038816138638992008-09-20T18:29:00.003-04:002008-09-20T18:37:51.745-04:00

Test of writing pad to elastic composition... Elastic composition areyou receiving?All in an effort to improve spelling and speed from iPhone.Sent by Alan via Mr. Tumnus.

Alanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15121545388541356988noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2940599996148312861.post-64524497939331358532008-09-19T18:01:00.001-04:002008-09-19T18:13:51.349-04:00

I cannot get this image out of my head lately...

Alanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15121545388541356988noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2940599996148312861.post-51512497031090236092008-09-19T13:55:00.005-04:002008-09-19T18:10:42.117-04:00

The first real post. It seems a first post should be so exciting, dynamic, interesting; (Jesus I spent over a year between starting all this and mustering the gumption to post some writing that fatefully, no one will EVER read) something to grab hold of this phantom intersoul audience,  to wriggle these vaporious echos in to their corporal, pimpled, dim, fantastic selves. Instead all I have is an

Alanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15121545388541356988noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2940599996148312861.post-50504479746961829482008-09-19T13:17:00.003-04:002008-09-19T15:03:29.567-04:00

Alanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15121545388541356988noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2940599996148312861.post-8580986270686246202008-09-19T13:13:00.002-04:002008-09-19T15:03:00.148-04:00

All this, a refreshed attemp at mobility and profesionalism.Sent by Alan via Mr. Tumnus.

Alanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15121545388541356988noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2940599996148312861.post-41381854918938235862007-01-23T21:27:00.000-05:002007-01-23T21:31:37.331-05:00

Ah the endless joys of no one reading any of this as I set it up. Why aren't they reading this? Simple, the actual personal domain is not working in the least, and I couldn't be happier about all that. Ah the ease of self publishing. What joys are yet to come?

Alanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15121545388541356988noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2940599996148312861.post-81852497838746872582007-01-23T20:01:00.000-05:002007-01-23T20:03:04.542-05:00

oh so many test still to come....but for now testing?1, 2, 3?

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