January 2009
97 posts
Jesus Christ Detroit.
bmcirillo:
Now in addition to the plethora of other problems, we have: senior citizens freezing to death. Homeless people freezing to death. And even the Red Wings can’t seem to win anymore [but i’m trying not to give up hope on the game in progress even if it’s not looking too hot].
no other motivation is needed. i am getting the hell out of here if i have to blow my way across the...
i need a smoke! 2 of my students brought a weapon...
papppmac: as unsettling as that sounds, the skeptic in me wants to know what "weapon" means.
me: they found a gun
papppmac: oh, thats real
me: yea
papppmac: you see so many of these "10 students were carrying weapons" with the subscript that 8 of them were scissors and two were multitools
that it is hard to take at face value now
me: yea, well i teach in south central LA and they mean business there
papppmac: yeah
damn.
me: debating whether to go into school tomorrow
funny, over in lex you all got snow and ice to deal with
here, it's gang violence
papppmac: yeah. I think i like this better, its easier to sit out.
me: yea, all you gotta do is scrape it off, pour some salt on it
ha, i wish i could pour some salt on this and make it go away
papppmac: heh. in the 1800s they would have. lithium salts, but salt none the less.
me: hm, is that flesh-burning?
papppmac: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lithium_pharmacology
me: oooo! mood stabilizers
papppmac: it was the original crazy drug
me: my kids could def use some o that!
sap
i want so badly to celebrate Valentine’s Day but don’t really know how, and fear that my significant other might judge me harshly for wanting to partake in the idea.
i am a hopeless romantic sometimes and it does me no good.
Watchdaveholmes:
Five minutes ago, I didn’t want to see “He’s Just Not That Into You.”
Now, I don’t want to be a person.
i don’t know anything about this movie other than the fact that the title really annoys me for being grammatically and syntactically unsound, but…
it appears from this clip that “he’s just not that into you” b/c he’s more into himself and/or...
this song disappeared from the airwaves after my...
“Tenuousness less seven comes to three
Them you us plus eleven
Comes just shy...”
– I don’t care that this doesn’t make any fucking sense. It’s beautiful. Okay guys?! BEAUTIFUL.
Andrew Bird, seeing you in person a second time around I might not be able to contain myself. This is my warning.
(via bmcirillo)
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OMG this is my favorite song on the album, tied...
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year of the ox
it is Chinese New Year. i spend it with my uncle’s family and a group of his college friends, who work together at a construction equipment wholesale factory. the party takes place in the warehouse/office building of their company. the space is confusing. i wander around trying to figure out what this place is. i observe: a pool table. a poker room/office. a dance hall/karaoke lounge/bar...
byokal : www.zefrank.com →
a fun flash animation kaleidoscope that provided stimulating distraction this sunday!
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a wish
i would like to be able to sit down with a bowl of grapes, and eat them unworried about dirt, mold, or dark, suspicious-looking skin. to be able to sit down and eat them by the handfuls, without having to pause and carefully inspect each one for imperfections.
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sour moods
sometimes i just wake up in bad moods, and then when something small doesn’t go right, it sets things in motion in a way that by the end of the day, the bad mood has turned into purposeless fighting and placing blame where it doesn’t belong. the way it usually goes is that i will become upset with him, then upset at myself for blaming him, then upset at him for making me upset at...
maybe I should reformat my tumblr so it's...
bmcirillo:
one little post about a chair garnered more activity than the rest of my tumblr blog combined
i noticed that! CRAZY! that was the same kind of response i was hoping for with the beard post, but sadly, i guess not are on board with felt and beards. sad you bet i am.
field notes: Culver City, Saturday afternoon, 2 pm
observations/sightings on the way to the post office this afternoon:
-romantic bliss: a couple in love crossing the street. you can always tell a couple is in love by the way they walk together: the rhythm of their walk, the pace, how they are holding their hands, how they are holding their bodies, if they are looking at each other, if they seem to be taking their time or rushing to get out of...
note to self:
don’t buy a bag of arugula, just plain, weedy-looking arugula, again. it is not a flavor that goes a long way on its own.
its taste is best described as bitter with a side of iron, and an aftertaste of algae or moss. it feels like chewing on a handful of something you just pulled out of the yard. and it defies the assistance of basalmic vinaigrette and heavy cheese, implements that usually...
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cherry blossom
i emerged from the shower this evening, and opened up a bottle of lotion, “cherry blossom.”
the name is misleading, it causes me to think more of fruit than flowers, so the smell seems surprisingly, overwhelmingly florid, rosy, clean. it is feminine, a womanly fragrance.
the smell reminds me of my mother, and watching her get ready for dinner parties when i was a little girl,...
a grievance.
what’s the point of tagging my posts if there is no way to track/organize them/ enjoy them in tag cloud form?
seems like an insubstantial perk.
Watchi adore Bishop Gene Robinson!
Jon Stewart: “You, as a Bishop, are somewhat handicapped, only being able to move diagonally, how is that negotiating the crowds?”
Bishop Robinson: “Jon, you have to understand, there’s a queen on the board as well!”
Bishop Robinson, FTW!
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My Dearest and Most Seductive Friend Brandon (whom...
bmcirillo:
stef-lee:
bmcirillo:
This is an open letter on tumblr with witnesses present to let you know that it has been decided. If, during your break, you go and visit Miami U without coming up to see me and accompany me to the Andrew Bird concert, I will probably never inappropriately grope you again. And THAT, I think, would be a damn shame.
I hope you can make it happen.
XOXO
-B
...
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My Dear Sweet Most Adoring Brandon (without whose...
bmcirillo:
This is an open letter on tumblr with witnesses present to let you know that it has been decided. If, during your break, you go and visit Miami U without coming up to see me and accompany me to the Andrew Bird concert, I will probably never inappropriately grope you again. And THAT, I think, would be a damn shame.
I hope you can make it happen.
XOXO
-B
i would NEVER EVER, NEVER...
I am positively itching to make sweet sweet love... →
bmcirillo:
[linked because ABC is stupid and the video doesn’t seem to be embeddable]
ME TOO! but you know what frustrates me? that ppl seem to JUST NOW be realizing that Andrew Bird is brilliant. he has been making beautiful music for about a decade now, with arguably his best work (Mysterious Production…) coming out 3 years ago.
sorry for the rant. anyway, glad to see he’s getting...
Let me plan your bachelor party
magicmolly:
First there will be meat and alcohol. At midnight, a deep-dish pumpkin pie with 5.5 foot diameter will appear. A trembling straw poking out of one side is the only hint of what is to come.
Slowly, the straw will move upward. A stripper will emerge, sitting up slowly (she has used the straw to breathe.) This replaces the stripper-popping-out-of-cake routine with an economical dessert...
STEPHANIE [and other beard lovers] -- YOU'RE... →
(via bmcirillo)
why yes, brandon! thank you! this is where i found the felt beard that delighted us so!
and you need to reenable comments on yr posts b/c i don’t like this reblogging business just to say hello to you!
a new world order
me: paperwork, i hate paperwork
Ben: yea
burn it
when can i pay taxes with my good looks?
me: ha!
that wouldn't be kind
who gets to judge that?
can i pay taxes in hugs?
i think the IRS needs them
paul would not get by easily in that case
he is a horrible hug
Ben: paul m.
bad hug
me: yes
Ben: like a cow humping a boulder?
me: no, too limp
i feel like i have to do all the work
Ben: i see
maybe that is the sign of a man who doesn't want to be huggin
me: it's like hugging a fleshy noodle
no that's the problem!
paul is alwys the one who initiates the hugs!
it is poor hugging etiquette by my estimation
Ben: yea
i agree
he should have to fill out paper work
me: to impose a hug, and a limp one at that, on another person
yes, in full
my friend inka, on the other hand, is a firm and thorough hugger
i feel wonderful every time she hugs me
she should never have to do her taxes again
Ben: yea
see it's easy to judge
me: yes
IRS, i hope you are listening.
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anachronism
i had a dream that i was back on Miami’s campus, and it was the future because everything was so old looking: the brick streets had cracks in them, little wiry grass blades growing up through the fissures. the bell towers looked dilapidated, rusted, verging on collapse.everything was gray and sepia-toned. the other futuristic thing was that they had erected a huge saloon/ movie theatre on...
leisure
listening to my little cousin make bird noises as he sleeps. i am cradling a book of short stories in my arm, drowsy from drinking too many glasses of milk. it is not yet 10:30 and the house has grown quiet with weariness.
it is finally the weekend. we are free to fall asleep early.
insatiable cravings!
i hate that feeling when you have a craving for a certain kind of song or music, but can’t figure out what it is, and you can’t find it in your music library. it’s like an itch you can’t scratch, a maladujusted bra strap or a twisted wedgie you can’t fix. so nagging!
right now i am sleepy. it is barely past 8:30, and all i want to do is curl up in bed and doze,...
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if i owned a perfumerie, i would want to call it...
swimming has become the one indulgence i allow myself every week. and it’s a good choice: it’s free, it’s exercise, it’s good for my bad hip. i like to secretly race the older macho men in their speedos, observe the human body as it moves underwater (the water aerobics class in the shallow water brings to mind images of elephants swimming, clumsy limbs thrashing through...
bmcirillo:
okay, so i’ve been listening to...
strange powers
i am thirsty for milk! all i want to drink is big, tall glasses of ice cold milk. no food, no water. JUST MILK.
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electric heat
ah, the digital age.
while video-chatting with my boyfriend overseas, a romantic moment of silence and looking into each other’s eyes was elevated by the soft crackling of computer static, reminding me of sitting by a fire, drinking wine in the soft warm light, faces close, falling asleep to that comforting crackling.
it was this brief moment of imagined intimacy, resulting from a...
How-To of the Day!
“HOW TO MAKE A BOWL FROM THE CROTCH OF A TREE”
with pictures!
EDIT: turns out i will never do this. one tree sacrifice for one huge ass bowl. unnecessary?
