January 2012
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“I visited a tomb today as the adventurer Cadem Renownletter to see how well the...”
– Tarn Adams. A status update for Dwarf Fortress development, and the best thing I’ve ever read
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Arcs of Detachment, by Nancy Carol Moody
Arcs of Detachment
The father wanders off in the night.
There are theories,
just as cows ease their heaviness through pastures, invisible only to stars.
Downwind of the gate: handprints in quicksand, a slide rule missing its case.
Boomerangs shear the color from clouds.
Carnival sweets turn the children’s mouths blue.
Deterrence would have been good advice, elasticity a potion...
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Before the Law →
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2011 COMPLETE. COMMENCE OPERATION COUNTDOWN TO FAKE APOCALYPSE. I never get tired of bringing this up, much like everyone else.
December 2011
3 posts
“Suddenly, I’ve lost interest in porn
and gained it in wiping up jism”
– Trudy Cooper
November 2011
1 post
“I am an advertisement for a version of myself”
– David Byrne
October 2011
2 posts
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September 2011
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August 2011
5 posts
Instead of doing homework, I brought my unread email messages down to the triple digits. I saw old messages from Obama’s campaign about the oil spill, and realized that when I am an old and lonely man I will probably do something very similar, maybe on facebook, more likely on something else, and watch all the years of my life scroll on by.
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April 2011
4 posts
“If love is forever,
then it doesn’t matter
what you pay per hour.”
– Trudy Cooper
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March 2011
8 posts
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be good + get goods: help japan! →
mis0happy:
stbnsdbn:
STUBBORN SIDEBURN is giving out free posters in exchange for your Red Cross donation to Japan Earthquake fund. E-mail your proof of donation to studio@stubbornsideburn.com and you get any of the item here free. The donation amount should be equal value of the item of your choice. Please don’t forget to write your item selection. Even just spread out the word would...
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Buying the Painted Turtle
Two boys, not quite men, pretended to let it go only to catch it again and again. And the turtle, equally determined, each time gave its heart to escape them. We were near the base of the old dam where the river became a translucent, hissing wall, fixed in falling, where, by the size of it, the turtle had long trusted its defense, the streaming algae, green, black, red—the garden of its...
February 2011
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The Irony is that I'm Complaining About People...
Okay, I wasn’t going to acknowledge the superbowl at all, but then I heard that the halftime show sucked, and was filled with glee and had to read about it. I just have to say, Thank You Super Bowl. Thank you for provoking so many statements of pure rage from so many drooling fans. They are as angry as they are riddled with basic usage errors and misspellings.
Like seriously, I can...
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