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Juli 2005

The Decemberists

For their own amusement, they had recently removed one letter from the firm’s and had made business cards with A.S.S. on them. They were chucklers, they were assholes. They called me The Turtle.
Then Turtle-Man.
Then Yertle.
Then Yentl. Then Lentil.
Finally they went back to Turtle.

[ Dave Eggers: How We Are Hungry ]

Well some people try to pick up girls
And get called assholes
This never happened to Pablo Picasso
He could walk down your street
And girls could not resist his stare and
So Pablo Picasso was never called an asshole

Well the girls would turn the color
Of the avacado when he would drive
Down their street in his El Dorado
He could walk down your street
And girls could not resist his stare
Pablo Picasso never got called an asshole
Not like you
Alright

Well he was only 5’3″
But girls could not resist his stare
Pablo Picasso never got called an asshole
Not in New York

Oh well be not schmuck, be not abnoxious,
Be not bellbottom bummer or asshole
Remember the story of Pablo Picasso
He could walk down your street
And girls could not resist his stare
Pablo Picasso was never called an asshole
Alright this is it

Some people try to pick up girls
And they get called an asshole
This never happened to Pablo Picasso
He could walk down your street
And girls could not resist his stare and so
Pablo Picasso was never called…

The Modern Lovers – Pablo Picasso

Death to me and death to you
Tell me what else can we do die do
Death to all and death to each
Our own god-bottle s’within reach

Bonnie ‚Prince‘ Billy

I heard the news today oh boy

…and off he went to the BnF.

To end an essay with a quote, as a sign of humility.

I just realized that the layout of this site completely sucks if viewed in the Internet Explorer on Windows. How on earth is it still possible to ignore the beautiful and eye-soothing effects of anti-aliasing?

Oh, and by the way: use Firefox.

gssh! gshh!

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