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Lost and Found in Translation: A Poem Comprised of Comments Left on the Gay Porn Site “Queerclick.com” on March 24, 2012

April 14, 2012 in Lost and Found in Translation

A new characteristic is lost, in which Latterday Lenin also stick the poetry in the bad translator and the results for you publish are copied, for in the translation, which it enjoys.

They said that the poetry of the translations is impossible.  I showed that they make an error here.  Probably Poetry translates very easily, can use the modern season of the current entry in the technology of these customs the age of space.

And renovated by technology of this type near i about the work on March 24 criticizing you during the constitutional Queerclick.com porno of which to 2012 conveniently asserts [et] Of beRightBack during, and/or you is assumed into the English again from English and you transfer different language.

We don’t make alone lose some things in the translation. We often find also some things.  In the place which does not have it with the initial letter, new significances.

I longed for that it learns to give his fact.

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Pyromancy

April 14, 2012 in Wordsmoker Poetry


Collect a wreathe of string, lover.
Among the friends of Oxford Satan
and Harvard Bum Fuck
you will need
casual busness attire. Read the rest of this entry →

Give Money to Military Gamers…no really it’s going to be used on them

April 12, 2012 in Annoying Things, Geeking Out

As you may or may not be aware Twyztedmind is my Husband & also happens to be one of the thousands of Gamers in the military who get deployed every year. He’s gone now (no I can’t tell you where. I’d have to call Seal Team 6 in to re-arrange your memories if I did). He runs 2 game nights currently on the USS Enterprise (CVN 65) & has a really good turn out of other geeks who have been banished to reside in her steel walls. The problem we have is being able to get our hands on the products that the guys are asking for because none of the publishers consider us a “Real” store. I went to Las Vegas to confront these game manufactures who still do not consider radioactive steel & rivets to be enough of a store to allow us to carry their products. I think this has to do with the fact that they can only see our website (www.gamerapocalypseinc.com). Read the rest of this entry →

Easter and Absurd Existentialism

April 7, 2012 in Personal

Happy Easter!!! Well, if you celebrate Easter I suppose.

Normally I am caught by surprise and forget it is Easter until it has passed. This year was not any different. I came to work after hibernating in my lair, and spent the first hour and a half pretending to be nice to Undergraduates while scrolling through Tumblr and Facebook. It wasn’t until twenty minutes ago that I decided, not to actually begin doing any work, but to stretch and pace back and forth the office. I came across these little Easter Bunny droppings which I had stepped on. Wtf, the previous shift left a huge cluster fuck of a stupid mess–I thought. Then I found more around the corner, and realized it wasn’t just candy wrappers and garbage. It was chocolate. An endless supply of chocolate.

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Music Video Review Of Carly Rae Jepsen’s Call Me Maybe Video

April 4, 2012 in Wordsmoker

I loaded  my Wordsmoker dashboard today hoping to find a way to delete a particular comment I left last night on Vaquero’s Book Review Fight post. You see last night, during the fight I swallowed more Xanax’s than I ever have at one time and downed them with some vodka and gin. What ensued was apparently a blackout the likes of which I’ve never experienced before.  Read the rest of this entry →

Tell Us Your Ryan Gosling Stories

April 4, 2012 in Celebrity

It was a dark and rainy night. I was visiting an old friend of mine who had ran out of meat for his pet tiger, Derek. As I drove along windswept road after windswept road at low speed, ever mindful of the six dead badgers wrapped in a Hessian bag on the passenger seat, I suddenly heard a noise like a gunshot. My car started to veer over the road like a drunken child, but I managed to keep control of it, and shuddered to a halt in front of a big tree. I was lost in a forest, surrounded by more big trees – and something else. Something worse than a big tree, or a sizeable bush. Death stalked the forest that night, my friend. Death in the form of badger rustlers.

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There but for the

April 3, 2012 in Wordsmoker Book Club

It is soon time to discuss There but for the by Ali Smith. Read the rest of this entry →

Finding Yourself

April 3, 2012 in Wordsmoker Poetry

Finding yourself

with me, its like
parting with something
and becoming chilled.

A spice of toilsome
lord cut by scissors
of sunset.

Beware of lasting
skirts of light.
One last try
the world will
take on your behalf
like all lords have.

You could not guess
your invention
from your fire
drowning all to perish.

In this wealth
of the fire’s games
there is no call for help.
No thought of sharing,
but with what truly
wants to live far
beneath the ice

–psyche below the moon,
fell a dream of the universe.


Another piece inspired by Byron’s The Darkness, Some stuff on tumblr, and my old piece. I was also on wikipedia for awhile for concepts.

The Officer’s Monologue – These Chairs Have Legs

April 2, 2012 in design, Fashion, Style

“The Officer’s Monologue” is one male police officer’s continuous narrative on fashion, interior design, decor, dining, and all things esthetic. All remarks are approximate quotes of actual statements made to the author—usually over sandwiches and cookies. Any resemblance between the principal character to persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.

I’ve told you about my plan to turn my place into the ultimate James Bond fuck pad, right? Yeah, so the other day I have a little time on my hands, and I hit the road in “Hepburn” for a little furniture action. Read the rest of this entry →