August 5, 2009
Waco is the heart of Texas
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- Deron Bauman: It’s a start.
- Joel Bernstein: The first of many things, no doubt.
- Deron Bauman: I’ll pick him up at eight. He may not like the way I smell.
- Michael Smith: Joel’s Dream Date: Phantom Menace; Cat urine cologne; Deron.
- Joel Bernstein: For the record, if you pay to see this, you are no longer my friend.
- Deron Bauman: Meow.
- Joel Bernstein: This must be why I fuck so many cats.
- Michael Smith: Seems to me the experiment almost does itself.
- Casey Cichowicz: No. It is not possible. I can assure you.
- Joel Bernstein: Luca Brasi sleeps with the fishes?
- LaurenH: I’m with those who say get that girl out of that household. The father has now very effectively...
- Rick Neece: Holee sh..!
- Rick Neece: Asian calligraphy, ‘cept instead of a brush, hot glass. The image of her controlling the glass and...
- Rick Neece: For the gull-wing, I’m sure it would knock me in the chin every time I opened it.
- Marco: Oh god yes.
Holy shit, Deron.
huh.
Thank you, Sir.
Deep within my roseate spoon-billed heart lies a melody.
Deron, this is stunning!
I need to visit the heart of Texas.
How I love a dead bird garishly displayed.
Thank you, Deron. This just has my name all over it.
thank you both.
That horizon and clouds (not the water) reminds me of your father’s land. Makes me pine for Clusterflockstock.
I can see that.
There was a display case full of dead birds at my college, right at the top of a creeky 3rd floor staircase. It was a hell of a thing to see them peering down at you as you wandered past in the middle of the night. They had hawks and hummingbirds and a crane with a tiny stuffed frog caught in its jaws, whose expression neatly divided the line between horror and comedy.