Archive for February, 2009

Floppy Disks

February 28, 2009

While I was home for the holidays, I cleaned out my bedroom at my parents’ house. It took three visits since my move to Portland to actually sort through everything, and of course with time it’s easy to forget why some things were kept. Among the stuff I got rid of in the most recent and final sweep was a wad of unlabelled 3-1/4 floppy disks, the content of which I wasn’t sure of (and none of the computers around had floppy drives so I couldn’t be bothered to check). Yesterday in the shower it randomly occurred to me that these disks contained all of the fiction and poetry I had written for my college writing classes. Overall it’s not a great loss; some of the better stuff was printed, and is filed away somewhere, but I did lose a story that I wrote for my application to Ernest Gaines’ creative writing colloquium: It was called something like “Definitely Spaghetti”*.More specifically, it was a short story about two girls heating up the last of a very coagulated pot of leftover spaghetti and eating it on their Cleveland Street stoop late at night while drunks from the McKinley Street Strip fought, yelled and stumbled by…most of the story was a very detailed, semi-psychedelic and probably excessively verbose description of the spaghetti’s consistency–can you tell that I was pretty influenced by Postmodern Fiction? My family made fun of that story a lot; I’m sure they blamed it for my non-acceptance to the course, though to be honest I’m sure my overall style was a big turn-off to Mr. Gaines, as I’d been warned it would be.

I did, after receiving my official denial letter, write a fictional denial letter to myself from Gaines, lambasting me for my postmodern bullshit and encouraging me to give up on fiction, and forwarded this letter to some friends, at least one of whom was fooled, and very sympathetic–he expressed his disgust with Gaines and swore he’d never read him again. I suppose that letter was my most successful piece of fiction from the period.

* “Definitely Spaghetti” referred to the first time I went to Patrick Gibbens’ apartment on Wilson Street, and he made spaghetti with Ragu sauce and Tony Chachere’s. While pouring the Tony’s into the pot, Pat announced that now the spaghetti had transcended states, and was at this point “definitely spaghetti”.
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T!

February 27, 2009

Boo-Yaa!

Opportunity knocks! Minor Seconds got him a job yeah! Hiyi!

Mr. Boudin Arm

February 23, 2009

mrboudinarm

Happy Mardi Gras TEE!

Theme from Theme

February 22, 2009

Triumphant Whats
Survival Television
Gotta Cleans

Yellow Clouds
Future Tarot
Binge Thinking

Everything Begun
Nothing Finished

NEW PORTFOLIO

February 20, 2009

I now have a portfolio up at Carbonmade. You can check it out at

cord.carbonmade.com
cord.carbonmade.com
cord.carbonmade.com

It primarily consists of flyers and drawings that have already been posted on Minor Seconds; I made it primarily as a way of collecting some projects in an easy-to-look-at way. It’s definitely going to be a work in progress, but, for now, it’s there…


This will make you explode less

February 18, 2009


Natalie Czech

February 18, 2009

The Blank Post

February 18, 2009

if
you
can
read
this

John Tesh Tuesday

February 17, 2009

Unrelated BONUS: Davy Graham, 1959

Abyss of Events, Slow Swirl

February 17, 2009

Listening to The Clientele…this band peaces my heart out. Their haze is thick. They’re good in this room. I’m just noticing green-orange sunniness in the window behind me. I burnt incense in here earlier, to cover the Must that our vacuum spews; now I’m smelling college and similar sitting in similar rooms.

*****

“You’ve got the spirit, don’t lose the feeling.”

and

“You said you were hot stuff, and that’s what baby’s been reduced to.”

*****

Air War plays tonight at Dunes. I will bang my head and sweat and sing. I will stay in tune in previously unimaginable ways.

We haven’t played a show since the election. Holy Fuck was life different that night \\\\\\\\\