When you get home at 1am and she’s not mad, she’s just disappointed.
While the new anarcho-vandal along my running track might lack subtlety and technical skill, I appreciate the directness of their message.
#AbortAbbott
Step 1: Figure out how to play this bizarro handmade guitar.
Step 2: Become a gypsy.
Step 3: ???
Step 4: Profit.
This image might sum up sharehousing perfectly… Eating pasta wish chopsticks because there are no clean forks and refusing to clean any fucking forks because you’re the only one that does the fucking dishes…
This bit from John Oliver on Net Neutrality is excellent, hilarious, and a great primer to pass on to your less Internet-savvy friends (you know, the ones on Facebook) to help them understand what this all means and why they should be outraged. Watch the whole thing and then head over to this FCC website and tell them how you feel.
You are beautiful like demolition. Just the thought of you draws my knuckles white. I don’t need a god. I have you and your beautiful mouth, your hands holding onto me, the nails leaving unfelt wounds, your hot breath on my neck. The taste of your saliva. The darkness is ours. The nights belong to us. Everything we do is secret. Nothing we do will ever be understood; we will be feared and kept well away from. It will be the stuff of legend, endless discussion and limitless inspiration for the brave of heart. It’s you and me in this room, on this floor. Beyond life, beyond morality. We are gleaming animals painted in moonlit sweat glow. Our eyes turn to jewels and everything we do is an example of spontaneous perfection. I have been waiting all my life to be with you. My heart slams against my ribs when I think of the slaughtered nights I spent all over the world waiting to feel your touch. The time I annihilated while I waited like a man doing a life sentence. Now you’re here and everything we touch explodes, bursts into bloom or burns to ash. History atomizes and negates itself with our every shared breath. I need you like life needs life. I want you bad like a natural disaster. You are all I see. You are the only one I want to know.
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| — | Henry Rollins |
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As you may remember (if your memory goes back that far), last December I announced that I was going to do a Kickstarter campaign for It’s Just A Game, Volume 3. Well, that is no longer the case! At least for now. Here’s what is going on, though. It is very exciting:
It’s Just A Game, Volume 3 is going to be released digitally on Saturday, May 10, to coincide with my appearance at the Bit Bazaar in Toronto. I’ll be promoting it (and maybe even selling it) there despite it not existing (yet) in print.
Then, if there’s a demand for it (and there may not be! there also may be! WHO CAN SAY), I’ll kickstart a print run of Vol. 3 along with a reprint of Vols. 1 & 2. Or maybe this latest volume will make enough to finance a reprint without need for a Kickstarter. A girl can dream.
Between now and Vol. 3’s launch, I’m going to be making a push to remind people that It’s Just A Game Volumes 1 & 2 are still available digitally ($8 for a 2-pack)!! If you haven’t read them yet, you really really should. Lots (26!!) of amazing people contributed, and their work is kind of really great.
So yeah, buy 1 & 2 if you haven’t already, and keep an eye on this space for 3’s impending release.
Oh, and YES the photo above is a preview of my cover art for Volume 3. :)
See you soon,
elizabeth
I’m in It’s Just a Game Volume 3! I’m not in 1 and 2, but those are still great if you want to read them while you’re waiting for #3 to be available.
