gots to get paid

i's gots a job. word.

bhurin

playlist:
thrice - digital sea and fire breather
practice recordings
refused - the shape of punk to come

eating good in the neighborhood

i've started working on thomas pynchon's v. a terribly fun read, but it'll take a little longer than usual to finish the book due to his playful and unconventional narrative style and the fact that i'm only reading it in bookstores to save some cash.

26.
bullet shells fall like tear drops
from smoking machine gun chambers
each one of them
wishing it were somewhere else
born something else
other than metal messenger home wreckers

27.
stop motion photographs
of jet streams on rolling concrete
cataloged for every kid
hungry for seven ply maple
served over urethane wheels
catalytic reactions to
sounds of crisp tails
warm rubber soles
and leather skins
gliding across sand paper tops
on wooden backs
standing still at busy intersections
taking a moment
for the moment
to pop

i visited a designated texas bar for this past weekend's football game. it was incredible to see the entire bar filled with people from texas, wearing orange and white, and screaming at the wide screen televisions as colt mccoy threw his second interception. home away from home indeed.

bhurin

playlist:
feist - let it die
battles - mirrored
strike anywhere - change is a sound