| Sunday, May 25th, 2003 |
| 6:41 am |
thought bubbles linger out of my head like scorpions let's throw out some years and regroup you blossom and circle feline before me slow down, take a breath, you're getting nervous there's only your voice on my ears and there's nowhere I have to be |
| Saturday, May 10th, 2003 |
| 4:24 pm |
the quality of mercy is not strained (mia told me that). the quality of mercy is not strnen (mekons told me that). I'm in chicago for a few days during our break, vacillating between heavens. curious because for the first time the duality is not opposing one another, but both are glinting in the light. its almost like, "what color socks do I want to wear today?" not quite but soon. in the meantime, lay low, aim high, practice the science of reality, use eyedrops when drinking, overly decorate the already beautiful, and contemplate the void. |
| Monday, May 5th, 2003 |
| 12:29 pm |
 billy corgan and bruce dickson, director |
| 12:28 pm |
 how often does one get to sit down in the middle of clark street on a spring day and play guitar? |
| 12:27 pm |
 our director forgot the plot let billy give it a shot extras in the parking lot waiting around for diddley squat will you be in the cut, I think not matt fired up some pot higher than an astronaut |
| 12:25 pm |
 the best part about the video singing songs and jamming on whatever on the one day the sun looked down on chicago |
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| 12:21 pm |
jimmy, our nero  I used to have the body of a greek god, now I've got the body of a goddamn greek |
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| Thursday, March 27th, 2003 |
| 5:44 pm |
 "TAKES ONE TO NO ONE look at the eyes on that pooch, the knotted fur, the tired look of satisfaction. and the dog he's petting is pretty friendly looking too." |
| 5:38 pm |
 "NICK OF TIME a knack for time, we spent a single day at the integratron kicking up the desert sand from the soles of our feet. hell, it was a nice time for us, slamming it around with a telescope on tiny universes." |
| 5:34 pm |
 "I take my hand from the nape of her neck and put it on my heart (where it smarts) goodness did flow! little steps forward, go! she took my hand back to where it needed to be and in the pit of my smart heart I just about forget" |
| 5:31 pm |
 "THE GODFATHER not godfarther. sporting integratron halo jimmy enjoys the outdoor fires of all worlds." |
| 5:29 pm |
 "DOGSOFAPAZ denim armrest, sleep baby sleepy. dog sofa paz" |
| 5:22 pm |
 "BING BONG hang on, I think my cigarettes are here... wait, I don't smoke anymore. okay, what I want to know is, who's in the center? there's matt, there's paz taking the photo but who's that in between them?" |
| 5:14 pm |
 "BLASTARD DENIED KUNST bruce hunted the light behind the world's greatest rock while we toyed with it, recalling animations of seventies basketball players and the figures on the cover of miles davis "on the corner."" |
| Wednesday, March 5th, 2003 |
| 11:59 am |
home is where i lay my hate  yes! a good deal of time was spent trying to deal good time. and when I tumbled into sin city it was clear that I didn't feel like throwing dice, lap dances, sweating whisky, or watching a lion roar at the start of every hour. instead, it's better to let the ideal become you. if you're a rich kid from the suburbs and you want to be a redneck you dress the part, put a twang in your talk, a fiddle in your walk... one morning you wake up: voila! you can't pay off your trailer home, you despise your factory job, and your overweight, unloved, and unattractive wife. |
| Tuesday, March 4th, 2003 |
| 12:04 pm |
the ghost of vegas  there's a school of thought that says the physical dimension is but one of seven dimensions that we exist on. the infrared dimension is allegedly the negative or carbon copy of the three-dimensional world we know of. ghosts reside in this infrared, souls that got stuck in vegas, died, but can't leave because they don't know any better. I think a couple still hang out at the hard rock hotel onna cuzza I know I was talking to somebody in my sleep. |