a pin i cherish

the pariah keyboards:

It was five years after I got out of the mil­i­tary before I touched a com­puter, and that was the early Apple PC. I hated com­put­ers! I would always use the card files in the library because I wouldn’t touch an IBM key­board. You don’t see them around much any­more, but I still can’t look at one or key­boards that look like them with­out think­ing about mis­sile warn­ing. Last year while talk­ing to a par­tic­u­larly pompous psy­chi­a­trist, I told him about this aver­sion, and he said, “So, you were afraid that if you touched the key­board the world would blow up?” I said, “No, I wasn’t afraid the world would blow up, it was just a really neg­a­tive asso­ci­a­tion.” I swear to God, they don’t lis­ten. Why would I think the world would blow up if I touched a key­board? Men­sch! Con­tinue read­ing →

no rkin

In those years, peo­ple will say, we lost track
of the mean­ing of we, of you
we found our­selves
reduced to I Con­tinue read­ing →

mania

What means hal­lu­ci­nate?
what are we sup­posed to see?
What are they sup­posed to want?
get a job!
you scare me Con­tinue read­ing →

how to make the blogroll wid­get i uploaded appear on the side­bar and add this address. Con­tinue read­ing →

Dad. I love you. But next time you con­spic­u­ously over-​pronounce the word “dis­ci­pline” as if maybe I’ve heard of it, and really— I should look it up?

I’ll leave you where I fuck­ing find you.

M’kay?

your eldest daughter,

xxxooo

These are three out of four works of dig­i­tal art I bought from vac­uum slayer at deviant art recently. I also bought “If I Just Close My Eyes” at the same time, framed it, and sent it to lemon drop as a slightly belated birth­day present because she just came of age and hav­ing some­one donate money to have your impacted wis­dom teeth removed just doesn’t feel like a birth­day present, no mat­ter how much relief it gives. Con­tinue read­ing →