this.is.normal.

actually we can't figure out what is normal - BOOM!


snow snow snow

this is outside my window... that little creek froze to death ... brrrr... BOOM

it's coming it's coming




laughter is the only medicine?


 
 
I don’t know if laughter is the best medicine: sometimes it is the only medicine. READ


 

 

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coming in january 2017, some good medicine (follow BOOM blog by email) ⇢see sidebar

communion | viggo the poet

We know his face, and his work, but do you know his poetry? BOOM!

Kubricks Boxes


Shortly after Stanley Kubrick’s death, Jon Ronson (author of The Men Who Stare at Goats and The Psychopath Test) was invited by Kubrick’s widow to explore the more than 1000 boxes of memorabilia, photos, fan (and not-so-fan) letters, newspaper clippings and more collected by Kubrick about his own films. ►Stanley Kubrick’s Boxes is the result.

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origami crow
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poetry by j matthew waters

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Kinetic Spinner Stake

we like shaky things

Mr. Soul Buffalo Springfield {Stereo}


I'm rockin out here --- BOOM!

Anthem

from “Anthem” (Leonard Cohen)

We asked for signs
the signs were sent:
the birth betrayed
the marriage spent
Yeah the widowhood
of every government—
signs for all to see.
I can’t run no more
with that lawless crowd
while the killers in high places
say their prayers out loud.
But they’ve summoned, they’ve summoned up
a thundercloud
and they’re going to hear from me.
Ring the bells that still can ring …
You can add up the parts
but you won’t have the sum
You can strike up the march,
there is no drum
Every heart, every heart
to love will come
but like a refugee.
Ring the bells that still can ring
Forget your perfect offering
There is a crack, a crack in everything
That’s how the light gets in.
—Leonard Cohen
—from “Anthem”

we believe



We believe too many lies
We don’t even question stuff
History is a cycle, repeating over and over
That is: if we don’t learn stuff right the first time

[These are little poems I'm working on for a new chapbook MENTAL MIDGETS]

poop nugget?

You might think this is real? It might be? My crabby mood left reading this POST

scratching her b*tt?

How Jennifer almost killed someone by scratching her butt in Hawaii

Cary Grant poetry

In the actor’s biography Evenings with Cary Grant: Recollections in His Own Words and by Those Who Knew Him Best, Grant’s friend Bea Shaw told author Nancy Nelson, “Cary and Prince Ranier would call one another and tell dirty jokes. Some of Cary’s jokes were really raunchy.” Gregory Peck further confirmed, “Cary told the funniest stories, with southern accents, ethnic accents—any kind of accent. Dirty ones, too. You’d never think those things would come out of him.”
As for an example, here is a poem, that according to the memoir, was a Cary Grant favorite:

“They bought me a box of tin soldiers. / I threw all the Generals away. / I smashed up the Sergents and Majors. / Now I play with my Privates all day."
Read how Cary Grant would visit Princess Grace



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