Thursday, July 31, 2008

Thursday, July 24, 2008

somebody save me from these fools

finally, i framed my atmostheory prints.
two of them anyway. i ran out of ikea frames.
i'll have to take a day to hop on over to ikea soon,
when i need something more substantial than a silly frame.
like a sofa. or a new bed. i wish i still had my malm bed.




" Please Do Not Copy / Create Something New "




" Close Your Eyes and Open Your Mind "


don't they look fucking rad?!
they are now hanging in my stairway,
next to my ork screenprint of san francisco.
do you think i should've stained both of 'em black?

Wednesday, July 23, 2008

i laugh more often now

eero and i had thai take-out for dinner.
i had pad see ew and eero ordered pad thai.
we shared a side of steamed rice. his eyes must be bigger
than his stomach, because he hardly touched his food.
so i'll be taking it for lunch tomorrow,
just like all the other times.



pad thai — thai style rice noodles sautéed in tangy sweet sauce
with tofu, egg and bean sprouts; sprinkled with roasted peanuts



pad see ew — thick rice noodles and broccoli florets
pan-fried with egg in sweet soy sauce

i'm ready slick, are you?



also this: turk does the safety dance

Thursday, July 17, 2008

a-go-go

the distant dreamer hates waffles but loves pancakes
during the first ten minutes we were eating our crepes,
you had sour cream or something (maybe guac and sour cream combo?)
in the corner of your mouth (my right, your left) and i didn't tell you,
because it amused me slightly.

:)

-michael

Monday, July 14, 2008

can you feel it too?

on the big black rock at the edge of the lake.
i was screaming at the top of my lungs,
but you could not hear me.
i was saying it
in my heart.

pour.

here,
put this on.
hold this. and this.
this goes here, like this.
close your eyes and turn around.
open your eyes. now run in that direction.
off you go. don't ever stop.

i'll be here.




modern dancer

dreams of dancers last night. i was working at a coffeehouse again and we were auditioning dancers to work at the coffeehouse. i'm not s...