some stuff i heard:

1) somebody flyered ninth street to advertise an upright bassist, new to
the area from new orleans, who wanted gigs in a variety of 'traditional'
american musical forms. i bet riser's already talked to whoever it is.

2) youth voice radio, an outgrowth of the former community youth cooperative
that i hear has about a half hour slot on xdu on occasion, is having some
kinda do at artomatic on satidy night. whatever is happening in not listed
in the indy. in fact, nothing about artomatic was listed in the indy at all.

3) stella and gumption play local 506 on sunday.

4) a joe christ film entitled _sex, blood, and mutiliation_ (snuff film?),
reputedly starring genesis p-orridge and tatoo mike, will have its second
and a half world premiere at the caboose on fri. feb. 7.

5) hypercapitalist snoop doggy dogg plays the ritz on thur. jan. 30.

6) the porno for pyros tour has been cancelled.

7) newsprint festival guides for the 25 and under film thing are available
at pdexters.

8) idunno what talking does but a whole buttload of posts, including maybe
twenny percent of the pyros for porno posts, seem to have finally shown up on
newsservers in lotsa places. congratulations.

dang glad not to be parsable, me, for meaning to be precise would be a rather
violent end of everything. taken as a high compliment. to be unread, i am
coming into sympathy, is to be unviolated, the only self-respect i -might- to
have. is this situationist? shit, i almost plunked down the cash yesterday,
having obtained some only hours before through the sale of my unused
-woodworkbench-, on those ak editions that would have me say words with a
straight face. fucking chomsky. oops. anyway, i have big up jah respect, having
toked and fucked my way outta education and respectable authority, for the
intentions of -both- margaret and diane. it's apparent there is misreading on
both ends, and what would one expect from one's intentions? one could spend
months diagramming the rhetorical mess traversed, a futile effort anyhow, as
analytical methods provide their own rhetorical mess, unless one just gets
off by fregeing oneself, that is. brownmiller et al, though, i think are so
daggone mainstream as to be about two inches thick in depth with all their
suppositions to self-evident precedents. both the pro-porn/erotica and
anti-porn/erotica interests serve capital in ways they never fear to imagine.
even more a peeling is to see how food products are differentiated from the
consumer when the consumer is self, yet ad hominem when the consumer is
another. and vices versed, as food, ingested, becomes a political art. this
is what if not consumed. anyway, coming from the same direction, i feel a
different spin, phased outta all this, coz i see no goodness from excess,
middle grounds, or deprivations. economies suck all. everything is faux and
we're fucked beyond recognition. about all i can see murky to is to accept a
woman at her word. and when she seems to change her mind, take the blame. she
won't respect this, but then respect is purchased in a variety of ways, hardly
consensual, and she won't respect much of anything else, either. woman says she
wants respect, she may as well have mine. may as well.

might be. is not right be. but whatever. whatcha gonna do, get published?

at 8 ohms, i think.

at the dram shop, i ordered a modicum, two inches thick.

may as well have my time posting and be unread.

thy will be done, whatever that might be, not that i'm capable, a play of
authority and utility.

might could be. dunno.

congratulations.

by reading the comics, i found what authorities i'd been amissing so that i
might parse the text again. from the mouths of babes.

i recommend a new reader.

john believes that mark twain wrote hucleberry finn.
john believes that samuel clemens wrote hucleberry finn.

perfect gentlemen are such a problem. summin's always wantin to be your pastor,
see you on your knees, confessing your identity overstatements. everyone's
guilty of a few. i think this is terrifying: i do.

the difference between whistling and physical contact:
just put your lips together and blow.

responses are defensive reactions to problems with structure.

finally, so unread as to be spoken for. might could be.
into the mouths of lions.

i'll e you an updated bio tomorrow.

be sure to match the names with the positions you wrote on paper.
that's very important!
that's how everyone makes money and in the right order.
there  is a method to this madness!

i'm sure you spend more than that on coffee every week.

just curious. to see what peeps read when they actually read these things,
which is the reason, so they say, to cut off the mail.

correct burning love.

congratulations.

so, back to you. yep, no prob here.
get gigs, do old material, one's good name.

no prob here yet. sometimes the mail is slow.

o, and please avail oneself of another's sense of humor,
while you're at that.

please keep any ridicule just coz i've lived here so long i've seen reggae
-and- most of the whole crop of whatever the 2nd to next before last wave of
faux-country bands was. i liked that song, too, just never spelled it that way.

who is hysteria?

deliberate or random, either way, no direct connection.
you were supposed to leave. actually, there is considerable interest.
i hit several hundred per week.

velcro? o baby! talk dirty to me some more.

maybe one should discover some of the archived posts. get a feel.

maybe should use poorly. this is pretty good, our fascination for real gore.

idunno if i believe the whole synchonicity thing or not, just sure seems to
follow me around. several more sitting at home.

ok, now i know why JENNY SILVERSTEIN thinks i'm stalking her.

MIKE WATT.

well, it was a whole bunch of that atlanta fuax folkie crew that put out
a double cd of jcss a couple years back. a benefit of some kind. to be had
used around in places. not bad, considering the roster, no pun intended.

this is a cool way to advertise. MARK TWAIN.

just when it seems like knc gets rolling, then there's a morning like today's.
in other news, sha rocks and heroy does amazing things.

but what was the problem with mere existence? i should not have remembered
something i forgot. why do you think we have a damn ng? please clarify.

well, i was about to ask for an account of the geezer event. the alarms
are set for six, somebody said, several times in a row, so i took a nap
to get ready and never woke up.

ELVIS IN SAN PEDRO.

but, k, whatever you ask, may as well:

so i am too late for wisdom, but i see good, if also i exhibit little
knowledge of marketing, making the bulk of stuff available for purchase,
when more product whips the crowd up, a known pronouncement before selling.

and this is your welcome:

literally house (hom, soph, aesch), home, household, within, return, room,
chamber, temple (xen, hdt), meeting hall (aristoph), substance, cage, beehive
(diod), astrological domicile, household good, estate (andoc, lys, isaeus,
dem), or reigning family. mentioned 1113 times in primary texts at a frequency
of 3.28/10K words. you philologists/dental technicians.

athena: hos me tin' oikon euthenein aneu sethen
choros: su touto praxeis, hoste me sthenein toson

in modern use, in conjunction with a japanese myth called ecography, managing
the economies of ecologies, questions of sustainability at the end of
history, a favored term of postmodern architects and adbusters.
welcome to the product gallery.

cunnus:vulva::lingere::lick

sheesh. a fine how do you do.

what's the feller ratio in this joint?

(somebody stop me.) (please.)

anyway, you had me excited for a second there. i thought it was going to be
something about writing and speaking. at least now i know what my underwear
is supposed to do.

o, and one more: not a speculum.

you are one barky dog. anytime.

wow. another skip post. this is a good day.

in your opinion, where does "degrading" end and "nondegrading" begin?

the show is free/donations accepted. take a stamp and send me five bucks.

i just wait, shaking,

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