143.
Screw
Whitman, screw Eliot, screw Pound and all those prats.
The only
true poetry is the ballad in which the tanner
bleeds the
baby
of the lord and the lady,
and that, my
friends, is that.
Wednesday, April 15, 2015
Tuesday, April 14, 2015
Overheard at Table 4: The Interview
We broke down and watched "The Interview" last night.
How was it?
Oh my GOD! It was the worst piece of crap ever put on film! I mean, 4 hours into this thing and you're like, yes, Seth Rogan, we KNOW you can drop the F-bomb but do you have to drop the F-bomb in every-single-line?
Hm.
Seriously, I'm no prude, but even I know when curse words are over done. Seriously, only Junior high kids use that much profanity. And that's probably who wrote this piece of crap, too. The jokes were stupid, moronic, "They hate us cuz they AN-US" har har har snickery-har.
What about the whole Kim Jong Un, thing?
You know why Kim Jong Un hacked Sony? I'll tell you why. It wasn't because the film was talking about assassinating him, oh no, I'm sure he would have been like "Hey, you know, I wouldn't care if you had me killed by Tom Cruise's 'Mission Impossible' or The Rock's 'Fast and Furious' gang. I wouldn't mind if you took me out with the Expendables, the RED, or hell even by Ben Stiller. But to have me killed by JAMES FRANCO AND SETH ROGAN?! In this knocked-up/neighbors dumbass low-level stinkhole of a movie? Heck no, Americans! I nuke you all!!' THAT's what Kim Jong Un was feeling!
It was undignified, you're saying.
Ex-actly! Undignified! Oh my Lord what a waste of time! ... except for the two chicks. They were really cute!
How was it?
Oh my GOD! It was the worst piece of crap ever put on film! I mean, 4 hours into this thing and you're like, yes, Seth Rogan, we KNOW you can drop the F-bomb but do you have to drop the F-bomb in every-single-line?
Hm.
Seriously, I'm no prude, but even I know when curse words are over done. Seriously, only Junior high kids use that much profanity. And that's probably who wrote this piece of crap, too. The jokes were stupid, moronic, "They hate us cuz they AN-US" har har har snickery-har.
What about the whole Kim Jong Un, thing?
You know why Kim Jong Un hacked Sony? I'll tell you why. It wasn't because the film was talking about assassinating him, oh no, I'm sure he would have been like "Hey, you know, I wouldn't care if you had me killed by Tom Cruise's 'Mission Impossible' or The Rock's 'Fast and Furious' gang. I wouldn't mind if you took me out with the Expendables, the RED, or hell even by Ben Stiller. But to have me killed by JAMES FRANCO AND SETH ROGAN?! In this knocked-up/neighbors dumbass low-level stinkhole of a movie? Heck no, Americans! I nuke you all!!' THAT's what Kim Jong Un was feeling!It was undignified, you're saying.
Tuesday, April 7, 2015
Monday, April 6, 2015
Overread at Table 3: Poem of the Day: Carl Sandburg's "Still Life"
Still Life
Carl Sandburg, 1878 - 1967
Cool
your heels on the rail of an observation car.
Let the engineer open her up for ninety miles an hour.
Take in the prairie right and left, rolling land and new hay crops,
swaths of new hay laid in the sun.
A gray village flecks by and the horses hitched in front of the
post-office never blink an eye.
A barnyard and fifteen Holstein cows, dabs of white on a black
wall map, never blink an eye.
A signalman in a tower, the outpost of Kansas City, keeps his
place at a window with the serenity of a bronze statue on a
dark night when lovers pass whispering.
Let the engineer open her up for ninety miles an hour.
Take in the prairie right and left, rolling land and new hay crops,
swaths of new hay laid in the sun.
A gray village flecks by and the horses hitched in front of the
post-office never blink an eye.
A barnyard and fifteen Holstein cows, dabs of white on a black
wall map, never blink an eye.
A signalman in a tower, the outpost of Kansas City, keeps his
place at a window with the serenity of a bronze statue on a
dark night when lovers pass whispering.
Thursday, April 2, 2015
Overheard at Booth 3: Jogging at Lunch
... I was jogging at lunch today around the neighborhood. Going past this apartment complex these two young ladies come out of the gate, they looked like one was a realtor showing the other the apartment. The path was narrow so I had to slow down, and this one - tall, brunette, elegant, gorgeous - says to me "Please excuse us, don't let us get in the way of your run"
and I said, "A gentleman always pauses to appreciate true beauty."
I tell you, if I were twenty years younger, that line would probably get me laid.
and I said, "A gentleman always pauses to appreciate true beauty."
I tell you, if I were twenty years younger, that line would probably get me laid.
Overheard at Booth 5: Easter Eggs
“reminds me of guy i once knew.. he worked at
the company I did.. he had a sick sense of humor.. no big deal, we all did..
but he used to joke about liking "young" girls.. like pre-puberty
ones.. he said they smelled like "Easter Eggs" whatever that meant..
we all thought he was just joking in a sick way.. until one day on the way back
from lunch.. we stopped by a co-workers house on the way back to the office and
in the neighborhood we noticed him parked out by an elementary school watching
the kids on the playground.. so we started following him at lunch and found he
went every day and appeared to have "love for one" in the car while
at the playground.. i mentioned it to a friend who worked at the DA's office..
the guy quit the job soon after and i didn't think about it again.. until a few
years later.. watching the news one night.. there was old "Easter
Egg" in handcuffs.. busted for lewd act with a minor and kiddy pron.. a
sick breed these type... there's no cure for it short of "lead
poisoning"... these guys will be out on bail meeting real kids for sex in
a few hours.. meeting fake "cop" kids is just an inconvenience..
they'll be getting that Easter Egg tomorrow..”
NOTE: This was an online comment to a news article about a sting operation that netted 12 men in Fort Bend County on charges of intent to solicit a minor
Wednesday, April 1, 2015
Overheard at Booth 2: Kayleigh and her Dad
Kayleigh: Don't worry Dad I'm still a virgin.
Dad: Just the fact that you're telling me this makes me suspicious. Is there something you really wanna tell me?
Kayleigh: OK. Fine. I smoke dope. But I thought I'd lead with the virgin thing so you wouldn't totally freak.
Dad: Oh. Thanks.
Dad: Just the fact that you're telling me this makes me suspicious. Is there something you really wanna tell me?
Kayleigh: OK. Fine. I smoke dope. But I thought I'd lead with the virgin thing so you wouldn't totally freak.
Dad: Oh. Thanks.
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