The back of the bus used to be something special.
Now its the 30 minute walk to work that does it.
Written material is overdue here, I'm resistant to posting beginnings and starting points.
I'm currently captivated by Badiou's "supernumerary", the element with no structure.
Landlord called this morning, he received half of the rent check, the other half disapeared in the mail system, devoured perhaps.
3 comments:
cole, I like your blog. I didn't know it existed until yesterday. I like the combination of your stuff with other people's stuff. It's like art paella.
paella / py; pel/ • n. a Spanish dish of rice, saffron, chicken, seafood, etc., cooked and served in a large shallow pan.
Now that I think about it, I wouldn't say my blog is a full meal. It's more of a heavy snack, or a Sprecher Black Bavarian at 2pm.
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