Back in February of last year, I wrote a post entitled, “That you become,” which asked all you Fluid Imagination readers “How much better do you need things to get?,” and also, “What kinds of things do you need to get better?” We came up with the following:
We want more money
We want more material goods
We [...]
April 20th, 2007
7:30 in the evening
Vermont sunset
Under the tree where we met.
Jesus, don’t cry
You can rely on me honey
You can combine anything you want
I’ll be around
You were right about the stars
Each one is a setting sun
Tall buildings shake
Voices escape singing sad sad songs
Tuned to chords strung down your cheeks
Bitter melodies turning your orbit around
Don’t cry
You [...]
As you know I missed last month’s deadline, so some of this shit is dated.
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30. Thirty. Twenty-ten. No matter how it’s written, it still looks old.
I don’t feel old — well that’s a lie — but I don’t feel any older than I did a couple weeks ago. The main problem with thirty is [...]
When I was in the fourth grade, I went to basketball camp. It was in New Hampshire. Henniker, NH, if I remember correctly. It was about — what? — an hour or so away from where I lived. No matter, it was, at ten years of age, the longest time I think I was ever [...]
And I’d like to say a few words to mark the occasion.
When reading or watching a “feature” about a successful person (notably someone creative), I always anticipate the same moment, that moment in the arc of their life that represents “hitting bottom.” It often involves an incident related to drugs or alcohol, usually coupled with [...]
Here are 25 Signs That, Sadly, You’ve Grown Up. I mean, seriously, why forward this shit when I can just link to it here?
The incoming freshmen arrived in town this weekend. Next Monday, the rest of the students come back. With this happening, you’d think I’d have an issue with still living in this college town, that unlike many of my graduated peers, I haven’t gone on to bigger and better things, like heading out to Oregon, or [...]
Knock, knock?Who’s there?Gobbledygook.Gobbledygook who?Gobbledygook, the weekly compendium of all the shit I’ve learned this week, you dumb fuck, now let me in.
Everyone deserves Gobbledygook. Sweet Gobbledygook. Even our worst enemies, Lord, deserve Gobbledygook, Gobbledygook. Even the quiet ones, in our family, deserve Gobbledygook. Sweet Gobbledygook.
Here’s a couple of things that I learned this week…
…from moving pictures:
That hunting down and killing bad guys can sometimes eat at your soul, regardless of what went down in Munich.
That Spielberg’s [...]
A man walks down the street. Coming upon a stump, he reaches into his back pocket, pulls out a Bible, climbs upon the stump, and then proclaims to the heavens, “Gobbledygook has returned!” He removes himself from the stump and continues on to the barber.
Her are a few of the things I learned this week…
…from [...]
