". . .it’s constant, the moments, it’s just — it’s like it’s always right now, you know?”
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Thursday, January 08, 2015
Wednesday, January 07, 2015
Arizona D.O.T. website: Sasquatches/Yeti?/Bigfoot/Abominable Snowmen?
By Jack Brummet
"We might have spotted a family of sasquatches on SR 260 near Heber this afternoon. What do you think?" the Department of Transportation wrote in the caption of photos posted on their official Facebook, January 1st, 2015:
"We might have spotted a family of sasquatches on SR 260 near Heber this afternoon. What do you think?" the Department of Transportation wrote in the caption of photos posted on their official Facebook, January 1st, 2015:
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Poem: The Cloud Endures (from the Poetry Generator)
By Jack Brummet & The Poetry Generator
The cloud endures like a red sun.
Winds calmly rise like a dead captain.
2
Love, adventure, and anger.
Work, anger, and death.
3
Laughter, anger and death.
The dusty skyscraper grabs the truck.
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Tuesday, January 06, 2015
Poem: Sailing to Naxos
By Jack Brummet
Sailing the poly-blue Aegean
On a hot day in a steamy haze,
Our ship makes a wide looping turn
A few kilometers off
The white house-dappled shore
Of Naxos, parked in the sea
Like a gem in a finding,
The houses and villas
Strung along the shore
And two layers above
Like a three strand pearl necklace
On the stout and broad neck of a Cyclops,
Waiting to leap from the sea,
And use our ship to beat the sea
Into a churning and foaming
Soup of whirlpools and funnels
That suck everything in sight
Into a sapphire blue vortex,
The water cooling each meter,
As it swirls down and cascades
Into Neptune's drain and picks up speed
As it descends into the dark
And lonely bottom of the sea.
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Sailing the poly-blue Aegean
On a hot day in a steamy haze,
Our ship makes a wide looping turn
A few kilometers off
The white house-dappled shore
Of Naxos, parked in the sea
Like a gem in a finding,
The houses and villas
Strung along the shore
And two layers above
Like a three strand pearl necklace
On the stout and broad neck of a Cyclops,
Waiting to leap from the sea,
And use our ship to beat the sea
Into a churning and foaming
Soup of whirlpools and funnels
That suck everything in sight
Into a sapphire blue vortex,
The water cooling each meter,
As it swirls down and cascades
Into Neptune's drain and picks up speed
As it descends into the dark
And lonely bottom of the sea.
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Monday, January 05, 2015
Sunday, January 04, 2015
Saturday, January 03, 2015
Friday, January 02, 2015
Buzz Aldrin's t-shirts
Buzz Aldrin and Dave Grohl model Buzz's t-shirts (which you can buy at http://store.buzzaldrin.com/).
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