Thursday, March 28, 2013
Holy Heck-- This is Our New Favorite Song, Or Something
An animal for a beard? Screeching vocals? Hairy face masks? Oh, and lycra. Seriously, you need this. But, Lulu, caution is advised because if you get this as an earworm it will mean certain insanity.
Posted by Zelda del West
Tuesday, March 5, 2013
Alcohol in Space
Which brings to mind this story of the scientific importance of deep space alcohol. Very interesting stuff, that. It's doubtful that there's really any champaign out there, though. But still.
Posted by Zelda del West
Sunday, March 3, 2013
Saturday, March 2, 2013
Poem for Saturday-- The Me Bird
The Me Bird
I am the Pablo Bird,
bird of a single feather,
a flier in the clear shadow
and obscure clarity,
my wings are unseen,
my ears resound
when I walk among the trees
or beneath the tombstones
like an unlucky umbrella
or a naked sword,
stretched like a bow
or round like a grape,
I fly on and on not knowing,
wounded in the dark night,
who is waiting for me,
who does not want my song,
who desires my death,
who will not know I'm arriving
and will not come to subdue me,
to bleed me, to twist me,
or to kiss my clothes,
torn by the shrieking wind.
bird of a single feather,
a flier in the clear shadow
and obscure clarity,
my wings are unseen,
my ears resound
when I walk among the trees
or beneath the tombstones
like an unlucky umbrella
or a naked sword,
stretched like a bow
or round like a grape,
I fly on and on not knowing,
wounded in the dark night,
who is waiting for me,
who does not want my song,
who desires my death,
who will not know I'm arriving
and will not come to subdue me,
to bleed me, to twist me,
or to kiss my clothes,
torn by the shrieking wind.
That's why I come and go,
fly and don't fly but sing:
I am the furious bird
of the calm storm.
fly and don't fly but sing:
I am the furious bird
of the calm storm.
FBI Warns-- Witch Recruiting Washington Wierdos
We reported not so long ago that upon abandoning her West Texas digs, at least temporarily, to go in search of Lulu, a certain Witch released her enchanted West Texas weirdos. They had long been loose in West Texas living as Chupacabras, after having been transformed by the Witch upon signing up for her art school wickidity special. It has long been her practice to entice art school graduates away from their coffee house jobs with promises of strangeness and danger only to enslave them as Chupacabras and set them to terrifying the denizens of whatever area she has chosen to torment. It should be noted that so far none of the former Chupacabras have had any complaints about their time with the Witch, most seeming disenchanted with the idea of returning to normal, everyday life. Many, in fact, are reported to be contemplating hitch-hiking to Washington to seek their old jobs back. Rumor has it the next weirdos are to be transformed into Sasquatches rather than Chupacabras. That has yet to be discovered, but it would make some sense, as there is a long history of Sasquatch activity in this region. In the mean time, one might just want to sit back and enjoy a little video.
Zelda del West
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