Daily Archives Thursday, January 2008

Ugh.

So I’ll try to get up earlyish tomorrow to write the paper. Cause it ain’t happenin tonight.

The Wall of Atwater Hall B: Perspectives

The stones were cut by some poor soul who spent all his living hours slaving over a pile of rocks, probably sitting in an excavator or something…. I stared up at the innumerable hewn stones, each fitting impossibly into the next, leaving not even a ledge on which to grasp.

Responding to Kafka

Personally, this quote seems to be getting at a truth that many other writers have also quoted; that is, that writing is not the destination, or the final truth, it is a means of drilling through the layers of bullshit and all that, to get at what we really want to say, but don’t know it. The image of the author, standing on the surface of his own frozen sea, hacking away furiously, at times maniacally, is actually pretty hilarious.

Delgerkhaan: Recorded

[audio:delgerkhaan.mp3] Enjoy.

Mongolian Night Hypertext

Mongolia, land of the clear blue sky, transforms at night; her blue skies fade to reveal the blackness of empty space, punctuated by the glow of distant stars .