hello so i went to new york and bothered some strangers. they were nice strangers and didn't really seem to mind. i also saw some pictures of lynching that were on display at the ny historical society that almost made me blind. when i went to 'the' park to recover (from the pictures, the park would have been no place to escape a picnic [not that i wanted to escape the picnic]) this homeless man walked past and said 'commit suicide, faggot' to me, which didn't really 'pick me up'. in fact it did the opposite. i liked the new york picnic muchly actually, perhaps because no one suggested i kill myself...big thanks to julie and magmeg for setting the whole thing up. its surprising how well emailpeople translate into real people, but also how different they can be...i suppose that is nothing new to any other previous picnic types... in fact thats probably the dumbest utterance i've knowingly emitted in a long time. i shall leave it in just to show you all of just how deep the pit of failure can be. BEWARE THE PIT OF FAILURE! IT IS DEEP! how come we never get picnics going here in th' T(dot)O(dot)? i mean, they do picnics in newyork, which means the toronto inferiority complex should cause us to rush into action and picnic very hard. if i have my way i'll christen the start of school with a micro picnic involving me drinking wine in the park when the temperature gets nice around twilight. right now i'm naked as chris lampien due to the surprise, unwelcome, unpleasant heat...so it needs to cool down before i can enter outside nicely. the other highlight of the day was that school started! and it was also the first day of the afternoon tea season! the school highlight was far and away my wittgenstein teacher who arrived for the first class really drunk and bumped intothings and yelled loudly in between mumbling things. it sounded like this: mumblemmmmgrrrlslg dasdfjlj tractatus l;sdjflkurludwr...I DON"T CARE IF WITTGENSTEIN WAS GAY THATS GOT NOTHING TO DO WITH THINGS lwkdjqiweurolasjdf j DEREK JARMAN asdlf;lwjeruiasdoifaslkjdf . he also admited that he didn't really 'get' wittgenstein's philosophical investigations. which is refreshingly honest. then he berated us for not smiling enough. i love school. i really do. i missed it for the 3 weeks i had off since finishing architecture in the summer. and then Lawrence Mikkelsen let rip with:
And you are talking to a BIG Brian Wilson here.
which is confusing for two reasons: 1) saying a large brian wilson is about as silly as saying a large orson welles. there aren't really any other kinds 2) i thought lawrence was a lawrence, not a brian wilson. oh well. for the record smile (as i've heard it in bootlegs) is a complete and utter mess in a bad way. andreas dorau and die marinas are really good tho. way better than the fuggin beatles who everyone loves and who i love too, but see little point in trying to get a masters degree out of. ahem! what is the word hermantics about? i just heard it in a fall song. its dark in this pit of failure... s t e v e n +----------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the undead Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail sinister@missprint.org. To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to majordomo@missprint.org. WWW: http://www.missprint.org/sinister +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "tech-heads and students" +-+ +-+ "the cardie wearing biscuit nibbling belle & sebastian list" +-+ +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ +-+ "peculiarly deranged fanbase" "frighteningly named +-+ +-+ Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ +----------------------------------------------------------------------+