Anarchaia

Experimental, impressionistic sub-paragraph tumblin' (think obstsalat)

03jun2005

He told me, red means run, son, numbers add up to nothin’
Raised my rifle to my eye
Never stopped to wonder why.
Then I saw black,
And my face splashed in the sky.
— Neil Young, Powderfinger

Fuck Your Opinion

It is well to be up before daybreak, for such habits contribute to health, wealth, and wisdom. — Aristotle

Life just kind of empties out
Less a deluge than a drought
Less a giant mushroom cloud
Than an unexploded shell
Inside a cell
Of the Lennox Hotel
— Aimee Mann, Little Bombs

#ruby-lang
15:23 <MoeD> There's not much "grey" in your world, is there lypanov? =)
15:23 <lypanov> MoeD: no. i don't believe in gray
Rainbow over Portland

There’s a battle outside
And it is ragin’.
It’ll soon shake your windows
And rattle your walls
For the times they are a-changin’.
— Bob Dylan, The Times They are A-Changin’