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They have the charm of punctured bags of milk. They don't need to know who those people are. They just need to google "exile" and follow a couple links on wikipedia to know some famous exiles

By technicality, he was an American and wrote Lolita in English, so it easily places Nabokov's novel as a candidate for Great American Novel. Beyond that, the Great American Novel is already a construct typically borne out of how a classic that reflects and interacts with cultural/historical values of America (and those values are part of the debate of what makes a Great American Novel)

All these motherfuckers are going to compare themselves to Dante and Ovid with language like that. Just tell them they have the same capacity for charm as a punctured bag of milk.

"Absalom, Absalom!" by Faulkner? I feel that's one of his slightly less read novels (compared to As I Lay Dying and The Sound and The Fury) I actually never met anybody who read that until I met actual Faulkner fans

He remains pretty heavily didactic/moralistic in terms of his stories, but his short stories (Especially Feathertop) have much more charm than The Scarlet Letter

Right!? Glad he was though

Meanwhile my boss celebrated my going away to college with screening a copy of Time Bandits at the indie movie theater he ran, and we all got piss drunk on a cooler of beers and he ended up falling asleep on the faux-velvet lobby couch.

The last time I saw my boss at an applebees, I texted him to ask of he was there. Instead of asking how I knew, he looked around, saw me, and he somehow managed to drown out the awful sound of John Cougar Mellencamp by yelling YOOOOOOOO I SHOULD HAVE FIGURED I'D FIND YOU HERE! He's a bus driver in Portland now. I miss him.

Amazon animal crackers... ...Are they shaped in the form of their low-wage workers who aren't afforded bathroom breaks without it being reported in their evaluations?

I would normally try to be a good board helper and post this in Arts and Literature, but any small chance to be subversive I'm sure would be smiled upon by a pioneer of Beat literature. https://www.google.com/amp/s/www.nytimes.com/2021/02/23/obituaries/lawrence-ferlinghetti-dead.amp.html%3f0p19G=6214 "The spiritual godfather of the Beat movement, Mr. Ferlinghetti made his home base in the modest independent book haven now formally known as City Lights Booksellers & Publishers. A self-described “literary meeting place” founded in 1953 and located on the border of the city’s sometimes swank, sometimes seedy North Beach neighborhood, City Lights, on Columbus Avenue, soon became as much a part of the San Francisco scene as the Golden Gate Bridge or Fisherman’s Wharf. (The city’s board of supervisors designated it a historic landmark in 2001.) While older and not a practitioner of their freewheeling personal style, Mr. Ferlinghetti befriended, published and championed many of the major Beat poets, among them Allen Ginsberg, Gregory Corso and Michael McClure. His connection to their work was exemplified — and cemented — in 1956 with his publication of Ginsberg’s most famous poem, the ribald and revolutionary “Howl,” an act that led to Mr. Ferlinghetti’s arrest on charges of “willfully and lewdly” printing “indecent writings.” In a significant First Amendment decision, he was acquitted, and “Howl” became one of the 20th century’s best-known poems. (The trial was the centerpiece of the 2010 film “Howl,” in which James Franco played Ginsberg and Andrew Rogers played Mr. Ferlinghetti.)" Fuck resting in peace. Charge ahead, Lawrence. That it took death 101 years to catch you is miraculous enough to know you're not done.

About time

I'm fortunate to have best friends who intensively played and studied music so I got a huge repertoire thanks to them. Didn't get into Chick until years later but I'm glad I did. Such a magnificent sound.

It's short, and partly found poetry, based off the viral video of the Texas attorney on zoom. https://dailydrunkmag.com/2021/02/13/affirmation-for-rod-ponton/

https://www.nytimes.com/2021/02/11/arts/music/chick-corea-dead.html Chick Corea, an architect of the jazz-rock fusion boom of the 1970s who spent more than a half century as one of the foremost pianists in jazz, died on Tuesday at his home in Tampa, Fla. He was 79. The cause was cancer, said Dan Muse, a spokesman for Mr. Corea’s family. Mr. Corea’s best-known band was Return to Forever, a collective with a rotating membership that nudged the genre of fusion into greater contact with Brazilian, Spanish and other global influences. It also provided Mr. Corea with a palette on which to experiment with a growing arsenal of new technologies. But throughout his career he never abandoned his first love, the acoustic piano, on which his punctilious touch and crisp sense of harmony made his playing immediately distinctive. May he return to forever.

Color theory, probably.

The frame is everything. This frame is my everything. You and that broken controller are my everything.

Is the picture framed?

I like this a LOT, but my understanding is glitch art requires significent visual disruption

Got an upright bass and PS5 for me, Casanova?

I'm saving myself for Jesus.

I had a spider cling to me in the shower recently, and it was so tiny and I was like, "fuck I don't like this but I know you were looking for bugs, and I'd hate to see you drown because you thought the place where water droplets are bigger than you was a good hunting spot" I swung its line of silk off me and out of the shower; its crawled to relative safety

I don't like being around spiders, but damn they're my favorite awkward insect villains

Everybody I know whose seen that movie has discussed the rapey undertones of that song. I think they don't cancel it because Grease is a terrible musical and would never bother seeing the movie or a revival

Redundant? Yes, but at least you know what ignominy means.

Shelley: "Poets are the unacknowledged legislators of the world" Me, texting my cousin at 12 AM: