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July 06, 2004 - 6:03 am
lately i feeL veRy responsible indeed for the misgivings of the
implant to Mar Von Janko's right eye socket — he's been
getting in lots of the little fender bender's lately — &
not for the reasonings that most people might think — for
instance — 'that eyebalL implant is blocking Janko's
ability
to see clearly' — 'he now has less thaN the 20/20
hindsight' — & ideas such as these — no no,
now it is quite for different reasons that he has beeN crashing
up that car of his ::: >>>
::::: it's more like — see — previous to the !i!3CT
addendum to his visuaL abilities — Mar Von Janko could only
fleetingly see life as a lurker — as the observer ::: in
order to capture a moment — in black & white, in colour,
large format or in 35mm, 110 or APS — in order to capture
a moment Mar was exceedingly dependent upoN using a device —
the camera ::: but behold my friends — he needs the camera
no longer as it has now been permanently afixed within the right
eyesocket of his skulL ::: >>>
::::::::::: 'how does this then becoMe the reasoning
behind the sudden influx of carcrashing activities?' you
might ask :::::::: >>>
welL ::: it's simple really ::: think on it this
way ::: if you were suddenly given the ability to capture every
moment — when you wish as you wish — & you were
theN released into the world to live your life as a normal everyday
average citizen ::: wouldn't you to soMe degree perhaps —
at least at first — indulge a bit too much? ::: for instance
— Mar Von Janko told me of a recent escapade ::: >>>
I
was driving down the street SiNuS & it was a clear
clear day — clear as a bell really it was —
& I am in the greater Allston Brighton area of Massachusetts
— I think you know the area — with all the
rock clubs & restaurants & I think the timeless
staple of Allstonian lifestyles itself — Blanchard
Liquor store — right? — well anyhow, as I
am driving I noticed about 3 women scantily clad &
apparently going out for the evening to have a fine time
dancing — probably getting an early start of it
as it was still daylight out { & we all know how the
fun stops around these parts at an ungodly early hour
}
welL
— with my newfound ability to capture still &
moving imagery { as well as sound } with this implantation
device you crafted — I began clicking away to get
every curve & sway of hip & skirt I could possibly
capture on I3 digital chip
I
must've went around the block 13 times — clicking
away at this gaggle of women out on the prowl —
I now realize how much attention it takes to pay attention
to the road as they say in stateside driving schools —
I always thought it was a clever little motto 'Pay Attention,
Keep Your Eyes on the Road' — but I guess I didn't
realize the validity of it until I had hit the curb approximately
4 times, knicked a biker { I only really bruised his left
calf & ankle } & scratched up an old parked Pontiac
In
the end — I am hoping to improve my ability to multitask
while driving — there are just too many interesting
subjects in the world to stop shooting — I know
that most of the recent imagery I have shown you is ablur
really — but its still the beginning stage of this
marvellous new technological advance you have put together
— taking your spare moments at night to bring the
lyrical to life — the daily bread
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July 02, 2004 - 12:24 pm
sometiMes you have to stop & wonder ::: what's the bigfoot
think about alL of this? ::: i meaN ::: heRe you have the sasquatch
— the big furry woodland monster — roaMing the states
& the greater canadian regions of North America ::: the bigfoot
must see things in the paper or hear it on the news — alL
the things that are going on & along in the world ::: he just
slowly paces through the wilderness — coming into some areas
of greater human residency to perhaps steal some food or watch
the goings on of the neighborhood — so he must eventually
hear something here & there — no? ::: >>>
:::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::: & what does
he think?
i mean ::: does he say to himself 'damn fool humans!'
or something? it's got to be annoying to the sasquatch —
alL the war & evil in the world — the purple nurple
incident on the superbowl — no? ::: >>>
::::::::::::::::::::::: i just wonder sometimes :::::::::: >>>
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June 29, 2004 - 6:53 am
the more the merrier they say & so it must be so
— aM i right? aM i wrong? caN i say that iN a song?
alL i know is that i felL asleep last nite while wearing
the crest whitestrips — i now have a splitting headache
— but my teeth are so fr!kken white i can't stand
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welL welL welL ::: now there is the clintonian memoir 'My Life'
out there oN the grocer's freezer & i want to read a bit more
about hiM right from the horse's mouth ::: i personally can't
wait until 'His Life' comes out — the auto-biographical
account of a certain dry-cleaning expert [ or
lack thereof ] — ms lovely lewinski herself —
also sort of straight from the horse's mouth for her little novel
of intrigue & sex from the whitehouse steps ::: >>>
but honestly
in retrospect now — isn't Monica's name a
bit of a punchline now? ::: i mean — do you know what i
am say? ::: seriously ::: it's almost like a verb or something
— no no not a verb i take that back — more like one
of those things like :
why'd you have to go & pull another lewinsky?
: now wipe up! ::: >>>
:::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::: you know? :::
>>>
or —more punchline-like would be something
like :
& then they found the duck out by the lewinski!
::: >>>
oh — those were the days — eh? ::: nice
economy ::: a well-spoken president ::: the most controversial
item on the news was the fellating of the president ::: the stormclouds
hang heavy now don't they — a new administration —
4 years nearly complete — lots of unfinished business —
there's no business like show business — a horrible economy
— oil-driven war-like international & capitalistic actions
throughout the world — not to mention the pretzel incident
— i haven't even seen the Michael Moore movie yet —
the canadian spin on the greatest show on earth ::: a sucker born
every minute — just a minute — 5 minute rice —
60 minutes — well-spoken wide lace high heeled low brow
falsetto tone microphone fee & fine hee high crime —
those were the days ::: >>>
but enough about politics ::: don't forget the
Catwoman ::: >>>
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June 28, 2004 - 10:13 am
ok now ::: one thing that really like weirded me out today was
that middrive to the officeplace i looked down on my brilliant
blue officeplace dressshirt & i noticed a fly just sitting
down by button number 3 looking up at me ::: how strange is
this? — eh? — he didn't move or anything upon detection
& i had to think quick & use my right hand to swipe
it out into the automobile driving chamber — away from
my chest [ but now mysteriously disappearing
as i did not see him buzzing around at alL after my furious
liberation of the little insect from my shirt ] ::: where
the little guy went i do not know — it was not one of
those pretty flies either — you know? — those like
fruit flies that have a sort of nailpolish coat of vibrant colour
behind & underneath the wings — this was a jetblack
fuzzy fly — very sci-fi — veRy intimidating | threatening
to the officeday commuter upoN this Monday mourning ::: >>>
<<< ::: yes yes ::: it is true :::
the weekend is dead & gone ::: >>>
& now — i noticed a new office worker
iN the space out by the kitchen water bubbler making her tea
::: always nice to know that the dot bomb i work for is doing
welL enough to hire another assistant for the executive management
teaM [ someone really helpful i am certain
yes of this i am sure — right? ] — at first
i see the cascading hair & pose to milk the water cooler
machine of the crisp clean liquid apparently imported from Poland
— complete & professional office garb — slight
band-aid upoN the left forearM [ shortsleeve
blouse to her elloquent ensemble today ] she turns to
say 'hi' & then i aM confronted w/ something that disturbs
me ::: i hope you do not think i judge the living & the
dead by appearance only — i know i myself aM no nice looker
— you know? — but the woman has a fairly noticeable
mustache — just a bit of an office shocker to me —
for as much as i am a child of the 60s & 70s — i still
expect a certain level of modurn decorum & attempt to stay
'up-to-date' if you wilL as you wilL as we must alL attempt
if at alL plausible ::: >>>
'Hello there, you must be new to the office. My
name is SiNuS,' i say to her. 'I am part of the IT department
here. Welcome aboard.'
she only says back to me, 'Hello'
and wanders off out of the kitchen
w/ her sparkling fresh spring water
in the eRoom mug that i just recently
cleaned & placed back in the cabinet
::: i really wanted to use the eRoom
mug again as it was a sort of trans-
parent purple plastic w/ interesting
orange-red & white print overs :::
oh well ::: what can you do — eh?
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June 21, 2004 - 1:11 pm
i got back from my lunchbreak early this afternoon & noticed
that a tiny grasshopper clung to my black turtleneck ::: the
little baby crawled around amongst the black fabric once i sat
down on my cube & began my typical & routine afterluncheon
check of the emails ::: >>>
little grasshopper popped himself off of my turtleneck onto
the grey & white spot-patterned fabrics of my cube walls
& climbed up & down in an innocent exploration of my
cubespace : a welcome little visitor & such : i took this
little things as the sign from god a sign from the cosmos [
or perhaps even a sign from the greys
] that 'hey, you know? everything is gonna be alright'
::: >>>
later on i noticed that the little baby grasshopper must have
found his way away [ & hopefully back
into nature ] as he was now missing from the immediate
vicinities [ i didn't have time to check
on the printer rooms or the server room or elsewhere within
the officeplace ] ::: >>>
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June 16, 2004 - 12:26 am
the bigger they are the harder they come as they say
in the wide wide world on the internet — no? ::: i
think you know what i mean here anyhow my good friends and
netizens out there ::: here are the thoughts for you to
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pretend for a minute that you are a rock or pebble — right
— & the little boy with the bandaids on his knees &
a bit of mucus peaking out of the leftside nostril picks you up
& skips you across the brook : now — if you are like
me & believe that the rock has a soul — then you think
that once the pebble sinks beneath the perky surface of the brook
— then you are not really just smoothing beneath the cool
crisp new hampshire gurgling stream — no? — but instead
you go on — into another space — & become perhaps
a pinecone instead ::: >>>
: but this is beside the point :
i guess what i am getting at is — you would
probably hear the stream as the little bandaid kid's semi-slimy
fingers let go & spin you into the colorless air below the
bright blue sunshiny sky — right? : you would hear the world
spinning all around you : the birds chirping in spiral skinny
surround sound : crickets complaining amongst the blades of grass
: picnicking assholes nearby cracking open a bud light on a fresh
hot patch of dirt near the stream : dogs barking & eventually
finding a spot to urinate near the picnic : voluptuous & nubile
women giggling & splashing in a nearby inlet of the brook
[ also finding a spot in the ice-cold brook
to urinate ] : cars & motorcycles & hikers &
bikers & cross-country runners all going by seemingly unnoticed
by the general human population but spied upon by you you observant
little rock you ::: just spinning through the air until kerplunk
you splash into & drop to the bottom of the happy stream :::
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June 15, 2004 - 7:50 pm
the more we progress the more we digress the further along the
exoskelatal neo-plutonial craters we seem to balance on around
the outerrim & on the edge & perhaps about the falL iN
::: >>>
i noticed a officewoman in pink blouse on the commute homeward
today with pinkyfinger delicately edging in & out of her left
nostril : not a very pleasant sight to behold — even with
the delicacy of this delicacy digging action : i could only imagine
the soothing sounds of the brandenburg concerto playing on the
stereo as she sauntered home to her wedded destination —
her husband so utterly delighted to see her pulling up into the
driveway — he all smiles with the foreknowledge of the freshly
cleaned sinus cavities : little snails of love — yes she
did it all for love ::: >>>
& i speedily commuting along w/ elbows on the steering wheel
— forefingers positioned onto whitestripped pasted gums
& upperteeth ::: smiles everyone smiles ::: >>>
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