Sinister: me with nothing to say and you in your autumn sweater...

[Robyn Fadden]

you, you are so saying things and sounding gooood lately
that i have little to say - it's being said for me, and
thank you because though my brain has been very active
lately, it has come to the point where i wish for a kind of
limited telepathy because i am having a difficult time
communicating what i really want to say (yet still, i write
this...) 

Steve said: yo la tengo. and steve is right.

fading, yet still good, minor obsession: the colour orange.

current minor obsession: acknowledging spring by having all
of a sudden today a bunch of little cerebral crushes on a
few of you. i don't know what came over me. must be the
sunshine (which is orange - don't get technical; it is
*orange* like orange crayons) or that cherry blossoms
really do smell like pink or maybe it's that you're so
bloody bright! 

Alasdair with his brilliant list - i hope this boy
publishes his writing b/c i want it in my house so one day
my decendents (who will be human/computer hybrids, of
course) will find such lists and build a world around them.
ha ha on you, future!

George Henry Dickie 
                  who said

EVERYTHING IS COSMETIC
SO EVERYTHING IS POSSIBLE

mmmm. and his toothbrush's philosophizing. toothbrush
philosophy: everything is cosmetic, everything is possible.
and the peasant problem. if we were still speculating on
b&s titles for the now-named lp, i would suggest "brush
your teeth, sweetheart, you need a new ideological
perspective". 

Steve, who has a boombox and a band like a monopoly hotel.
which has nothing to do with capitalism and
go-to-jail-now-you-fucking-socialist cards, but more to do
with how his band is really much more than just something i
quite like. it's something i lurve. steve also said: stereo
total. and fore-arms. you owe pho-to, steve. make it
artistick. funnily enough, not only because the funny bone
is so close to it (oh stop!), the forearm is a damn fine
place on the human body. when you turn your forearm in that
certain small way where the muscle on the top becomes
obvious and you love how it runs diagonal across your arm.
maybe it's a tendon. what do i know, someone appropriated
my all-important gray's anatomy. ulna. radius. kiss my
phalangies. i never could spell. i was always more
interested in the words.

and then i said: oh, wow! 100,000 fireflies really is
probably almost definitely well it's right up there but i
can't commit to heirarchical quantifying generalization one
of the most favourite songs of mine for the century so far.
so there, it was spring and mark c mentioned "sword
fighting" a mere one sentence before magnetic fields. what
the *hell* is a girl to do...

and i smiled at the screen. and this letter looks a lot
happier. it is a good thing this letter is not a man on the
street telling me to smile because one can't look happy
when all his teeth are broken from colliding with the
pavement after being hit with a glare of post-post-modern
feminist empathy and die die die fucker logic that breaks
his little mind in two and causes his body to crumple. i'm
violently happy. ah, but grr, di you bring up a good
negative in the land of sudden springyness. sometimes
though i like to say in an eastern european accent: i keel
you, i keel you ded. then it's always good to smile after
saying that. 

okay, so i think i mentioned right of the dick slap, er,
right off the bat, that the brain was very active and by
that i meant out of my hands free-associating. mm. the
brain is one thing that physiologically goes with what i
think it should go with, all those folds and hidden parts
and delicate vessels, seems like it grew in a weaving way,
not in a smaller-to-bigger way. mm, brains. and it was
sunny today and didn't rain today though there were clouds
and wet air; i felt like standing on cliffs and looking at
the ocean. 
that forearm picture is still not up.

i know it's wrong, but i swear it won't take long,
Robyn

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I was reading the dictionary. I thought it was a poem about everything. ~Steven Wright
~~~
Robyn Fadden    rfadden at yahoo.com    Vancouver, BC

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