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New soul shrapnel

Or, if you prefer, podcast 4. ( .wav version available here; text version, here. So that you can read along and see where I stumbled.)

The effect of gamma rays on man-in-the-moon marigolds, where “gamma rays” are really Tylenol 3 with codeine, and “man-in-the-moon Marigolds” is really an increasingly disillusioned catch wrestler-in-training with one of his digits being essentially held together by medical duct tape

Or, podcast number 3. You choose. (WMV version here.)

Dr Zaius, elder from the Planet of the Apes, and Friedrich Nietzsche: a time-bending philosophical disquisition in two parts

___________________ Part I.

Foucault’s (relativistic) Pendulum, anthropomorphized

F(r)P: “Whatever, baby. I swing both ways, you dig?”* **** ancient rebuttal from the postmodern perspective, brought to you by an unlikely source: me. Of course, you know me. I would never let me get away with such argument without fleshing it out a bit more.

(Not) Just another manic Monday

— in fact, today happens to be a very special Monday, it being my son’s first ever day of school. Hard to believe. And sure, it’s only pre-K, and he’ll only be gone about 12 hours a week — but to me, it’s going to feel a lot longer than that. My heart is sad. Though on the plus side:

in which I wake up Sunday morning, have a sausage McMuffin, then test the thinness of my skin

me: “You can’t take being mocked, me.” me: “Ouch.” me: “And your retaliations? Weak sauce, bro.” me: “Ouch again.” me: “You have this need to always be in control.” me: “Well, that’s not entirely true. I mean, I did handover the keys to the site for months at a time, and have allowed guest posters of all stripes to post here. So it’s not like –” me: ” — See?

The “That Obama fellow is kinda lame” post (from the protein wisdom intratextual series, geared toward pseudo-hipster posers and brainwashed sycophants)

You know who’s kinda lame? That Obama fellow, that’s who.

But don’t just take my word for it…

9 most popular cable TV programs / John Edwards pick-up lines

“If what’s happening in my pants is any indication, the movement to shrink torts is dead in the water.” “You and me, we’re meant to be together. And I know this because the spirit of a bunch of dead babies told me so.” “The Closer” “The Sopranos” “I object! — to just how beautiful you are. On the grounds that it’s just not fair to all the other women in

If, instead of a disgraced former VP candidate, John Edwards were a porcelain gravy boat

Edwards: “Aw, c’mon now, mashed potatoes, honey. I’m loaded to the brim with delicious country style — and you’ve got that hot recess in your milky smooth mound that, admit it, you’re just longing to have filled. “So whaddya say? I mean, sure, I’m not going to deny it: I’m generally committed to chicken fried steak. But the sad truth is, that meat spoiled, leaving a big empty spot on

in which I am suddenly, ruthlessly, and without justification, upbraided by glass of Ruffino Chianti Classico: 3

Ruffini Chianti Classico: “You sad conservatives! You simply cannot bring yourselves to appreciate the sublime aesthetics of a Barack Obama — the soaring rhetoric, the elevation and glory of beauty and style over the drab, pedestrian monotony of functionality, so blandly redundant in its predictable partisan substance. You are monkeys. And as such, you don’t deserve one so postmodern as a Barack Obama. “– Nor, come to think of it,