Archive for March, 2006

don’t dream it, be it

Wednesday, March 22nd, 2006

as conceived by a proulx, mid-century country gay in america was hard? begging the question aside, so where and when along the space-time continuum does the homosexual utopia exist? then and there is the challenging setting for a work of gay fantasia.

i don’t know why she’s ridin’ so high…

Sunday, March 19th, 2006

a literary milestone courtesy of big jim industries so potent an expression that it necessitates a committal to the flesh, ftbsitttd a/k/a fuck the bullshit it’s time to throw down. certainly a worthy addition to the long line of respected acronyms, i.n.r.i., l.s.d and f.u.b.a.r, it’s not so succinct elegance erupts from flaccidity with a […]

i think i’m going to be sad…

Wednesday, March 8th, 2006

if there were any doubt previously, it must surely be erased with the realization that the largest book club in the world was actuated by a syndicated daytime television talk show in the united states of america; it is clearly evident that all the insidious tools of influence are being levied at all levels to […]

and everything’s done under the sun…

Saturday, March 4th, 2006

there is wisdom imparted in the statements of short men in high heels: “bitch, u think u’re special? well so do I!” blog, social networking site, message board…millions of people in anonymity or comical camouflage announcing “hear what it is I have to say!”, a boorish notion full of the conceit that something of value […]