tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-54792213496946312572024-03-21T22:43:08.893-04:00Spaniel for TwoChris Yarrisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03562570834024457510noreply@blogger.comBlogger64125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5479221349694631257.post-79065955253435997292010-11-05T08:49:00.003-04:002010-11-05T09:01:47.392-04:00The Virgin SuicidesTotally good and Gothic. Teenage woes at their most electrifying! You'll scream with woe.<br /><br />Slick but detailed, this one's hard to put down - or at least easy to pick up. Way better than <i>Middlesex</i>. Thanks for asking.Chris Yarrisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03562570834024457510noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5479221349694631257.post-39391528203203716362010-10-23T16:14:00.003-04:002010-10-23T16:26:50.465-04:00Middlesex. Book report by Chris Yarrison. Thank you.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bfgb.files.wordpress.com/2008/02/middlesex.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 271px; height: 400px;" src="http://bfgb.files.wordpress.com/2008/02/middlesex.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br />Great book, if you're a sexual pervert. Highlights: incongruous genitals; incest.<br /><br />Actually very good. Unique, except for the chatty narrative, which sometimes wanders out into crisp, beautiful prose. And I'm not a fan of the epic multi-generational family saga thing, to be honest. No one investigates a murder. No cowboys have an adventure in Mexico.<br /><br />A young girl finds out she's a boy. There. That's it.<br /><br />Still I'm compelled to explore Eugenides' slimmer debut, <i>The Virgin Suicides</i>, before moving along with my promised <a href="http://spanielfortwo.blogspot.com/2010/09/books-borrowed.html">reading list</a>.Chris Yarrisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03562570834024457510noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5479221349694631257.post-37697936922839225202010-10-17T18:45:00.000-04:002010-10-17T18:46:04.587-04:00Oh no noMr. T hates T-bills:<br /><br /><object width="480" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pWAu7FmKbYc?fs=1&hl=en_US"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pWAu7FmKbYc?fs=1&hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"></embed></object>Chris Yarrisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03562570834024457510noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5479221349694631257.post-46845036037968187622010-10-13T02:35:00.001-04:002010-10-13T02:36:23.948-04:00Why, oh why?<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpsbOkurNpXpD6ICr4TxN0UKDvufiPhK05UmKjB8YU2dioFYoVEVDykehzV1c_4dzq8NwhsXP23Kr1JqFn6S2ema6r4kxx7Mqlg4cbKMgNXnHPywEJsZfnMSme4Hh2KKURslWZfHKBkDk/s1600/my_shark.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 440px; height: 478px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpsbOkurNpXpD6ICr4TxN0UKDvufiPhK05UmKjB8YU2dioFYoVEVDykehzV1c_4dzq8NwhsXP23Kr1JqFn6S2ema6r4kxx7Mqlg4cbKMgNXnHPywEJsZfnMSme4Hh2KKURslWZfHKBkDk/s1600/my_shark.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a>Chris Yarrisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03562570834024457510noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5479221349694631257.post-37292399976516426872010-09-22T10:22:00.003-04:002010-09-22T10:44:19.607-04:00The Daily Wiley"Chris, we just listened to the Decline. We have to talk." - Message from Wiley last night (after song by Annie, "We love Chris and he loves you, giggle, giggle," bravo, and did I hear Ben in the background? I did, didn't I.)<br /><br />It is normal to want to talk to someone you're close to after listening to <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Decline">NOFX's 1999 EP</a> - which, as I'm sure you all know, is just one really long song that rules.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/0/0f/TheDecline_albumcover.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 297px; height: 300px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/0/0f/TheDecline_albumcover.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br />Miles and I once listened to it over and over again on our way to the beach, in the limpid summer sunshine, long before the breaking point. (The breaking point came at 5 am when we decided we were too tired not to not leave and left and had to sleep in an empty parking lot.)<br /><br />Anyway, did it give you some ideas, Wiley? Do you want to learn to play trombone? Do you want to listen exclusively to late 90's punk and ska from now on? You've heard everything else and there's nothing better? No Use for a Name? The Dead Milkmen? LAGWAGON?!?!?! Greg Graffin's new book, <i><a href="http://www.amazon.com/Anarchy-Evolution-Science-Religion-Without/dp/0061828505/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1285166091&sr=1-1">Anarchy Evolution: Faith, Science, and Bad Religion in a World without God</a></i>?<br /><br />Tell me. I support you always. For now:<br /><br /><object width="480" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DCz8PNvABO0?fs=1&hl=en_US"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DCz8PNvABO0?fs=1&hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"></embed></object>Chris Yarrisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03562570834024457510noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5479221349694631257.post-7892263604781216912010-09-11T01:04:00.004-04:002010-09-11T01:17:46.467-04:00Inspector KrevinOur undercovers dick has unearthed some serious blogs. Why is there a conspiracy of silence on these?<br /><br /><a href="http://leohussey.blogspot.com/">hussey</a> Leo: great attic, great art.<br /><br /><a href="http://vomsihaveknown.blogspot.com/">Voms I Have Known</a> TOM OPALAK?!?!<br /><br />Also, I like <a href="http://chocolatebicycle.blogspot.com/">Chocolate Bicycle</a>, from Annie's blog.<br /><br />And my own seacret: <a href="http://blog.mattlanger.com/">Langer</a>!<br /><br />So many good blogs! I hope they add more hours to the day soon, it already takes me a week to read the morning news.Chris Yarrisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03562570834024457510noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5479221349694631257.post-87452946160580841982010-09-08T23:59:00.002-04:002010-09-09T00:04:38.027-04:00Broken PrhombusOops! Everyone, I forgot I promised the <a href="http://wedding.theknot.com/wedding-tools-help-center/the-knot-about-us/articles/the-knot-masthead.aspx">famous online director</a> of the hippest wedding magazine, <i>The Knot</i>, that I'd read <i>Middlesex</i> at some point, so that's what I'm going to do before getting to your borrowed books. It'll give me an excuse to call him and harass him.Chris Yarrisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03562570834024457510noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5479221349694631257.post-35039759173202234292010-09-07T10:00:00.001-04:002010-09-07T10:00:01.332-04:00The angry unemployed of the 1930sA long one but a good one from the <i>International Socialist Review</i>:<br /><br /><a href="http://isreview.org/issues/71/feat-unemployed.shtml">The Unemployed Movement of the 1930s</a><br /><br />Some inspiring history, especially if you've spent the past few years profoundly underemployed and wondered what the hell a person is supposed to do about it. There may still be time to form "unemployed councils" to agitate, say, for extended benefits, or, better, for a <i>real</i> stimulus that creates jobs instead of going straight into employers' pockets. (Instead of spending, <a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2010/08/22/business/22gret.html?ref=fair_game">banks are hoarding</a>, instead of hiring, companies are wringing <a href="http://www.dollarsandsense.org/archives/2010/0910reuss.html">higher productivity</a> out of current employees.)<br /><br />Note all the sectarianism on the left at the time, and the disgusting abuse of the Communist Party under Stalin's direction. Note also, though, how parties and groups ended up learning from the average people affected by the Depression, who became leaders themselves.<br /><br />The movement catalyzed "a profound ideological shift regarding the unemployed," reversing the direction of blame for joblessness from the individual to society.<br /><br />Looking at today, the author suggests, "Perhaps our generation’s defining struggle will be for health care...the climate may be ripe for 'under-insured councils.'"<br /><br />There is in fact a <a href="http://onenationworkingtogether.org/?p=206">March for Jobs</a> in DC on October 2, that might be worth going to. It's crucial to think creatively, and realize that organized action can in fact win.<br /><br />What do you say?Chris Yarrisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03562570834024457510noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5479221349694631257.post-41364612667764527462010-09-05T14:11:00.003-04:002010-09-05T14:36:04.709-04:00Books a-borrowedI have stacks of books that belong to other people, some abandoned, some still on loan, I think. Ben, you know what I'm talking about. Unfortunately, most of your books are back at my parents' house, safe in a box under the bed.<br /><br />The point is, I'm going to read them, the ones I brought to NM with me. Then I'll let everyone know if they're any damn good:<br /><br />Ben, I've already read <i>The Thin Man</i>, a rad detective novel - with about 100 movie spinoffs starring William Powell and Myrna Loy, all good - and <i>The Marx Family Saga</i>, which had, um, interesting punctuation.<br /><br /><i>City of Light, City of Dark</i>, from Margaret Fleming. She lent this "comic-book novel" to me about 100 years ago, for some reason, and I think I'll go ahead and read it.<br /><br />Two from Annie, who couldn't help but one-up her sister:<br /><br /><i>The Brooklyn Follies</i> - more Auster, which is always good;<br /><br />and <i>The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo</i>, a thriller by deceased Swedish Trotskyist Stieg Larsson. Pretty psyched.<br /><br /><i>The Known World</i>. This one's from Danny, recommended to him by Eric. Did you even know I had this, Danny? I'll give it back to you if you give me back my <i>Cuentos espanoles / Spanish stories Dover dual language book</i> that you let Monica steal, goddamn you. Or my shitty little Oscar Wilde book, which I <i>know</i> you still have.<br /><br />Lastly, <i>The Orchard Keeper</i>, actually a gift (I think?) from Sterling. The perfect thing to get me going back into some Cormac McCarthy I haven't read or want to reread.<br /><br />First I have to finish my jaunt over F. Scott Fitzgerald. It's been a fruitful jaunt: <i>The Great Gatsby</i> still takes first, but <i>Tender is the Night</i> is coming up on it. And of course his short stories are witty and poetic.<br /><br />Feel free to send me more of your books, or maybe just make recommendations. I promise to be a better book borrower from now on! So do your worst!Chris Yarrisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03562570834024457510noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5479221349694631257.post-77192420004427988312010-09-03T21:20:00.005-04:002010-09-04T09:35:46.886-04:00France: a new round of racism from SarkozyI had meant to bring some attention to this a while back:<br /><br /><a href="http://pewglobal.org/2010/07/08/widespread-support-for-banning-full-islamic-veil-in-western-europe/">Widespread Support For Banning Full Islamic Veil in Western Europe</a> <i>Pew Research Center</i><br /><br />In July the French national assembly passed the ban. I thought this was all pure political cynicism by a sad and isolated Sarkozy, but I guess the old imp had some support: 82%, in fact.<br /><br />I'm sharing because the issue comes up surprisingly often out on the party circuit.<br /><br />Note that 65% of Americans <i>disapprove</i>.<br /><br />Well, back to Sarkozy's villainy. His pathetic argument for the full veil ban - women's rights, secularism, security - is belied by the fact that he's an authoritarian bigot. He's recently ordered <a href="http://www.csmonitor.com/World/Europe/2010/0819/Gypsies-leave-France-amid-crackdown-on-illegals">round-ups</a> of illegal Roma, breaking up camps and stirring up memories of the Nazis. This, after a riot in which police fired on and killed a Gypsy* youth, reminiscent of riots and police killings there in 2005 and 2007. In 2005 he referred to poor immigrants as "scum" and said he wanted to hose down their neighborhoods.<br /><br />I'd love to argue one way or the other, but I can't see very clearly whether lowest common denominator politics have legitimized fringe xenophobia, or if that fear is a reaction to something else (possibly the economy). But <i>something</i> must account for that number: 82%! I mean, that hardly leaves enough room for the people affected by the ban plus those who you'd think would side with them! I think what we can tentatively predict, at least, is that those numbers don't bode well civil rights in France. The government almost has a mandate for things like Gestapo-style roundups and crackdowns, this Roma affair possibly representing the first of them.<br /><br />Come on, France! Qu'est-ce qui se passe??<br /><br />*<i>Associated Press says 'Gypsy' (capitalized) or 'Roma'. Christian Science Monitor article does not capitalize, and the article says that, in France, 'Roma' refers to foreign Gypsies, 'travelers' to French Gypsies. I like to go with AP, but I have no idea what the Roma themselves would like to be called.</i>Chris Yarrisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03562570834024457510noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5479221349694631257.post-64903587701783993362010-09-01T13:25:00.006-04:002010-09-01T13:35:43.384-04:00Drink or die!Perhaps some disappointing news: <a href="http://news.yahoo.com/s/time/08599201433200">drinkers live longer than non</a>, even <i>heavy</i> drinkers! Or it's cheering news, I don't know.<br /><br />The study, by a University of Texas team, followed 1,824 oldish participants over 20 years. In that time, 69% of "never-drinkers" died, followed by 60% of heavy drinkers and 41% moderate.<br /><br />Moderate drinking, by the way, is defined as having one to three drinks per day. Hey, does a fifth of whiskey count as "a drink?"Chris Yarrisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03562570834024457510noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5479221349694631257.post-51184928533365978012010-08-30T21:21:00.003-04:002010-08-30T21:26:27.514-04:00Death's sister is hotIt's always important to read about sleeping:<br /><br />"On a typical day, a third of the adults (34%) in the United States take a nap." <i><a href="http://pewsocialtrends.org/pubs/737/americans-napping-habits">Pew Research Center</a></i>.<br /><br />The numbers stay pretty constant across groups. Thought you should know! Go back to sleep now!Chris Yarrisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03562570834024457510noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5479221349694631257.post-85997708341111227842010-08-29T13:36:00.002-04:002010-08-29T13:48:08.122-04:00O! Blogs and BloggingHello! I feel more posts coming on, but for now let me admit that I've felt like running and hiding from my blog the past few weeks. Every natural instinct has told me to take everything down and disappear, but I've fended the feeling off with distractions - books and a kitten.<br /><br />There's so much to share. Too, too much, so let's all just chill out, and let me get organized.<br /><br />If it's any consolation, I may have revived <a href="http://scienceandsocialism.blogspot.com">Science and Socialism</a>. I've been wanting to write about fighter planes for a while, and I think I might have my chance. No word from Red Squirrel, but I've been keeping an eye out for animal news. Other than me having a kitten! Did I mention that??<br /><br />In brief: got a kitten; got a raise; reading lots of fiction; thinking about stuff; cooking - we'll have to have a meatless sloppy joe's contest, fancy Kevin. Quitting smoking, sick of drinking. And, lastly, I have kitten, fuck yeah!Chris Yarrisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03562570834024457510noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5479221349694631257.post-32522243460112482172010-07-29T20:04:00.004-04:002010-07-29T20:19:54.889-04:00Landlord. Boss. Hero.Julie, I hope you don't mind me stealing this superlative photo of your father.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWagqawmOwUl9lIATt_2QD69j1WQnO6axxrVcc8zXtSywlwRj6B1S8lUfu42VWbKwZiWji6opf5cW1s3NBmvwXNIy2L6vHeOGgjopDcEn6O14R9neqiKQJQ2Dxqttz7t813eq8qxm9gIU/s1600/downsize-772435.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWagqawmOwUl9lIATt_2QD69j1WQnO6axxrVcc8zXtSywlwRj6B1S8lUfu42VWbKwZiWji6opf5cW1s3NBmvwXNIy2L6vHeOGgjopDcEn6O14R9neqiKQJQ2Dxqttz7t813eq8qxm9gIU/s1600/downsize-772435.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br />Let me tell you about Tom, artist, landowner, engineer. Fast Tom. Refloored my former residence. Put a bathroom in the party closet. You all know Tom and that infamous piece of property. 9 Tucker nearly killed us, you know. But Tom, hero to all, swooped in and fixed the furnace, which, had we been affluent enough to use it, would have spewed CO into our brains. Apparently it was jolted loose during a party in the basement, a source of infinite amusement to Tom.<br /><br />Tom once worked 12 hours in the hot sun without taking a sip of water. His mustache has killed a man. I'm told he takes good pictures. With his handsome wife Terri, he's borne over one hundred daughters. He enjoys beer, Budweiser I think. Here's to you, Tom.Chris Yarrisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03562570834024457510noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5479221349694631257.post-43177168235090433112010-07-28T21:54:00.004-04:002010-07-28T22:39:18.442-04:00My pictureless photo essayI certainly never claimed to be a photographer, but I at least thought I had the pointing and shooting down. Well, looks like I'd have saved some time, trouble, and money if I'd have just chucked my two Rite Aid brand disposable cameras out the window somewhere along Highway 40. I took picture after picture of flat blurs framed by my car door.<br /><br />Here's a quick tour with words of what I wanted to show in pictures to avoid conveying what I saw over 2100 miles of road in words.<br /><br />Virginia: Virginia never never ends when you're going southwest. It has this big green tentacle reaching towards Tennessee. Not that you could tell either apart. Mountains or hills, covered in trees. Trees trees trees. I believe it's somewhere in this deciduous mess that there is a sign, which I scrambled to photograph, in vain, for "Troutville," right next to the exit for "Fincastle!" A little fishy fiefdom up in the hills.<br /><br />Right around Memphis I stopped for the night, and had my greatest inspiration: I would write where I was on the hotel room's mirror and take a funny picture of myself. Well, I must have really done it up in Memphis because those photos are just plain missing from the pack. The ones from Amarillo are hazy and abstracted, and not worth a goddamn.<br /><br />I took blurry pictures in Arkansas, in Oklahoma, in the Texas Panhandle, and couldn't snap them off fast enough between Albuquerque and Las Cruces. There were just beautiful rocks, piled up, fallen down, vast stretches and sudden peaks. Ghosts everywhere.<br /><br />If you really want to see the pictures from my trip just shake your head all around and say "Oklahoma," or "mountains," or "desert." I'm here now, come visit and see all the pretty blurs for yourself.Chris Yarrisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03562570834024457510noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5479221349694631257.post-80291278692749551202010-07-09T15:25:00.001-04:002010-07-09T15:26:25.185-04:00Laughing all the way to hellOn the way to see my favorite musicians, Sterling and Modest Mouse. Party!Chris Yarrisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03562570834024457510noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5479221349694631257.post-40861561213365971932010-07-08T16:35:00.004-04:002010-07-08T16:53:33.946-04:00FriendsI have a lot of good friends. In fact I have the best friends out of anyone ever. I don't want any new friends. I don't even want to meet new people. I've already had to talk to too many strangers here in Las Cruces.<br /><br />For instance, there's Eric. I saw Eric at El Patio - awesome terrible bar - and almost had eleven heart attacks before I realized I didn't recognize him from Annapolis: I recognized him from High Desert Brewery across town. We had a friendly chat outside and ended up at the same party. You see what I mean? It's already happening.<br /><br />Eric works at High Desert with Matteo, who's a tough nut, but likable. Additionally, he is 2007ish Kevin Madsen. I'm talking glasses, beard, long hair, shitty restaurant job. Come on, Kevin, what are you doing out here? I might have fallen for it, but I mean, what the fuck kind of name is Matteo?<br /><br />I'll omit some people for brevity's sake. In fact, along with Dwayne, they should get their own posts. But it's very important to mention Dwayne, or as I call him, "New Mexico Alec." I'm not sure what the resemblance is exactly, and of course Alec is way awesomer.<br /><br />Anyway, Dwayne plays pool. Everyone here plays pool. I don't have a job. I think I'll start playing pool, gambling, and drinking during the day. Cheers!Chris Yarrisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03562570834024457510noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5479221349694631257.post-59641115607147829272010-07-08T16:03:00.001-04:002010-07-08T16:03:14.524-04:00Pictures soon.Chris Yarrisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03562570834024457510noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5479221349694631257.post-53083738913160524732010-07-08T12:48:00.004-04:002010-07-08T16:03:00.084-04:00Do you ever wish you were dead instead of cruising around on the internet? Well, you've only just begun to know what regret is. I'm broadcasting to you live from Las Cruces, New Mexico.<br /><br />That's it for now.<br /><br />- ChrisChris Yarrisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03562570834024457510noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5479221349694631257.post-37481073873543401082010-05-31T05:32:00.003-04:002010-05-31T05:53:02.209-04:00The RoadBeen plenty stressed out about the big move to New Mexico, which happens for real tomorrow. So I'm up at 5 am going over my route for the ten jillionth time. It is an excellent route, so I thought I'd share.<br /><br />The overall schema takes me from Maryland to New Mexico via Virginia, Tennessee, Arkansas, Oklahoma, and, sadly, Texas - just the tip though. I insisted on skipping the West Texas bullshit that the usual route would have you put up with: hills and high winds, for a <i>full fucking day</i>. And this way I get to see what all the excitement's about in Oklahoma...!<br /><br />The stops, also, are perfectly spaced, bolstering the already apparent perfection of my Plan (I'm referring to the plan: "Go to New Mexico; be with girlfriend; duh" - not my previous plan with all its fancy academic trappings and upstanding ambitions).<br /><br />10 hours to Nashville, with its big neon guitar; 10 hours to Oklahoma City, tasteless joke, or awesome botanical gardens; 10 hours to Las Tumbleweeds. <i>Further</i>: stops in between, to rest my engine (my car's literal engine; I'm a machine that's going to be running on coffee, peanut butter, and speed metal), occur at Knoxville (skip Virginia, thank you), Memphis, Little Rock, Amarillo, and Albuquerque. Pretty awesome, right?<br /><br />I have a stack of CDs that ought to make for 30 hours, at least, several flashlights, small tools (light weapons?), and badass shades.<br /><br />I might not have private internet in New Mexico, but I know this won't be the last time we meet, dear reader: look to your heart, and my blog vanishes, for my blog was simply the mirrored beating of your secret heart and it was you yourself that laid it bare and I am but the crystal in the eyes of darkness.<br /><br />What?<br /><br />See you on Facebook.Chris Yarrisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03562570834024457510noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5479221349694631257.post-73218269231919267482010-05-24T02:15:00.002-04:002010-05-24T02:16:04.139-04:00Iced<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidati-EQizJTjpOp69aICOW1c9ZvitRynHoDGw9V-tsc5Z3mb4ccE0dhVFNwN2JBWAv93CxK6L77OPZxtEJrV9qEWmjZzSVs0RE3NWx8CZG6Vy5KQImt9nT2EZRuWCAFbAmAZX4FZBLGcP/s1600/marxengelsiced.bmp"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 309px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidati-EQizJTjpOp69aICOW1c9ZvitRynHoDGw9V-tsc5Z3mb4ccE0dhVFNwN2JBWAv93CxK6L77OPZxtEJrV9qEWmjZzSVs0RE3NWx8CZG6Vy5KQImt9nT2EZRuWCAFbAmAZX4FZBLGcP/s400/marxengelsiced.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474716402245896114" /></a>Chris Yarrisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03562570834024457510noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5479221349694631257.post-68441158710874074732010-05-24T01:41:00.005-04:002010-05-24T02:05:20.068-04:00Marx, Engels, Grimm, and GrimmWhile trudging through a flimsy used copy of Grimm fairy tales that I got in Amsterdam a million years ago, it occurred to me the brothers were almost contemporaries of Marx and Engels. It looks like more of a scholar than myself will have to do the requisite digging in some musty Bohemian archive, but I'm tempted:<br /><br />A dialectical materialist analysis of the celebrated folktales, jotted down in some tattered notebook by a sleepless Marx? A lively correspondence, a debate, about their political significance in mid-19th century Germany? Some fan mail from a young and eager Engels, stowed away and ignored in some publisher's ancient archives? A chance meeting on the streets of Hamburg?? A COUPLE OF BEERS??? A HEATED POLITICAL DEBATE AND FALLING OUT, ALL IN OLD NORSE?????<br /><br />Tell me there's something out there. Look!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGRM0dUr3hZX_NoZozZKPoFr7pKwiwx6ertfu9pVWTfstL1wwnYPZNvr55EDO2nymahvNVqXl54qWSjlz-VggP0ByYCS-1qahDcpamv0kDbZoMnBcRQmHDDVuYzhVww8e6qkkbvqYAkOF-/s1600/marxengelsandgrimm.gif"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 142px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGRM0dUr3hZX_NoZozZKPoFr7pKwiwx6ertfu9pVWTfstL1wwnYPZNvr55EDO2nymahvNVqXl54qWSjlz-VggP0ByYCS-1qahDcpamv0kDbZoMnBcRQmHDDVuYzhVww8e6qkkbvqYAkOF-/s320/marxengelsandgrimm.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474713247799612210" /></a><br /><br />You guys should totally hang out!Chris Yarrisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03562570834024457510noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5479221349694631257.post-85446021632437831792010-05-23T16:49:00.003-04:002010-05-23T22:04:35.452-04:00"What?" and "New Mexico blog life"What? I have a blog. Welcome back everyone, if you were surprised to see "Spaniel for Two" <i>blast</i> to the top of Wiley's blog list and burst into your eyes, where have you been? You knew one day it would rise again like Lazarus defeating the Phoenix.<br /><br />This concludes Part I.<br /><br />Yesterday was my going away party, so many people showed up! It was good of you all to tell Wiley you were there to celebrate his graduation, since the party was at his house. Thanks Wiley!<br /><br />Psych, congratulations Doctor Wiley, you climbed the veriest peak of academe like Ratatoskr the squirrel gaining the highest branches of the world tree Yggdrasil, to spread what nutshelled messages over Midgard as will only be known when the final sun sets on the eve of Ragnarok.<br /><br />I'll see you at band practice.<br /><br />And then I have to go to New Mexico, where as though burying my old Mid Atlantic self I will plant my one surviving cactus and cultivate many more, like the prickly new selves I'll invent to parcel out my sanity like the rationed desert water supply. Needless to say, I'm stoked.Chris Yarrisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03562570834024457510noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5479221349694631257.post-27475023413410329752010-02-14T14:03:00.003-05:002010-02-14T14:05:59.428-05:00Tentacular loveTentacular love:<br />just an octopus and his<br />octoprostitute.Chris Yarrisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03562570834024457510noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5479221349694631257.post-20803378931893969932010-02-10T13:32:00.003-05:002010-02-10T13:37:39.810-05:00Child of Godby Cormac (born Charles) McCarthy. One of the best books I've ever picked up and put down. A gift from Sterling no less. What I did was I threw something at my stack of books and it hit Child of God so I read it. He's so nonchalant when he reveals the horrible things that have been going on throughout the book that you basically just take it in stride and even laugh at some of them. An experience.Chris Yarrisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03562570834024457510noreply@blogger.com8