re: God

When Life starts to ebb
and the Darkness settles in
what will God look like?

» DIANE ARBUS -- Selected photographs

A cumulus kind of thing

The clouds in the sky
always make me see your face
all pale and puffy

» 100 BEST LAST LINES FROM NOVELS -- From the American Review of Books. Ex.: 37. P.S. Sorry I forgot to give you the mayonnaise. ÐRichard Brautigan, Trout Fishing in America (1967) (*Caution, this is a PDF thing-y.)

Delusions of Resolutions 2010

1. Find my bliss this time. Definitely.
2. Corollary: Locate my sense of humor. I seem to have lost a chunk of it back somewhere in 2008.
3. Put 15,000 miles on my bicycle. OK, 5,000.
4. Quit smoking. And drinking.
5. Finish reading Infinite Jest. It's brilliant, but, frankly, I'm tired of lugging that 1,079-page hunk of tree pulp around.
6. Finish writing The Cocoanut War, the novel I started for NaNoWriMo but got only about two chapters into.
7. Get a new profession because my current one -- the slathering of ink on dead trees -- is quickly heading to that place where the dodo birds went to. Beach bum is my job of choice.
8. Maybe eat a little better.
9. I've practically given up any attempt to become a better person, but maybe I can at least become a better blogger?
10. If I've left anything out, it'll have to wait till 2011 heh.

Hauoli Makahiki Hou!

» WANTS FOR SALE -- A couple of artists launch a website where they sell paintings for the stuff they want. For example: an iPhone for $432.42. This has led to other stuff.

Regrets, yeah, I've got a few
who doesn't have some
Yours, regretfully

» EDITOR'S NOTE: Maybe you've noticed, maybe you haven't, but I had to install a new commenting system on account of the old commenting system is going bye-bye in a couple of days. I'll spare you all the technical details because, well, I don't understand any of it myself. Suffice to say I'm trying to iron out the bugs. It's a trial-and-error kind of thing. Supposedly when you want to leave a comment you can log onto one of your accounts, like Twitter or Blogger, and, walah, your profile and pic pop up. It worked for awhile and now it doesn't and I'm exactly sure why. Oh well.

UPDATE: If you want your avatar to show in comments, log on to an account, like Twitter or Blogger. If your avatar doesn't show automatically, click on the gray profile picture, then click on the account you just logged onto. Walah.

Santa in the Hood

'Twas the night before Christmas
and all through the hood
not a vato was stirring
or up to no good.
No gunshots were fired,
no cops could be seen.
The streets were deserted
except for one thing:
A fat guy in red
was delivering some stuff,
it wasn't a pizza
or anything rough.
He wore a broad smile
beneath his white beard,
yet despite all the presents
he looked pretty weird.
He jumped in his ride
which wasn't a Chevy
but a sleigh pulled by reindeer,
it looked kinda heavy.
Above the hood he soared
shouting with all of his might,
"Merry Christmas to all
and to all a good night!"

Feliz Navidad, homies

» DIVINE CAROLINE -- Drawing lines in the sand. Some guy named Jim Denevan creates freehand drawings in the sand, often with nothing more than a found stick and a rake. Some are huge, but all will be reshaped by the elements. Proving once again that some people have way too much time on their hands.

Yes, Virginia, there is a fat guy

Christmas is coming
and Santa's getting quite fat
the reindeer tremble

Mele Kalikimaka, y'all

» In 1897, some little kid named Virginia wrote to the New York Sun asking if there really was a Santa Claus. Her father had told her that if she saw it in the paper, then it must be so. This is what Francis Pharcellus Church, a veteran newspaperman, wrote in an unsigned editorial.

Here comes that rainy day feeling again

Rain, rain go away
I don't like to get all wet
umbrella's broken

» COFFEE CUP ART -- And you thought Styrofoam cups were just for polluting the environment after being used and discarded.