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Derek White: Marsupial

 

644> B9 x K9 RE:creation of elliptical alcove trombone blinds in the name of home-making
P.S. a wireless guess, wild / signull fire, to fan flowered flames / fuck-it, use the tree / short-sheet, to cheat their sleep, sheep count R.S.V.P. / F.I.U.T.T. / 2 by 2, 3 times 3 / Fibbing nacho colony / 5 by 5, marching to the hive / Royal Jell-o bleeds R.V.s / read ‘em weep, down on yo knees, get naked for The Bee / bow down, reweave her gown, b-hold her majesty / the letter Q, page 17, [ ... ]

643> I see a purple door (on the Country House horse) + want to paint it red (for Frank Sobotka)
... Maximum Security jumped off to an early lead + never even got mud on his little pink jersey even tho it was sodden + sloppy w/rain + muck. Then we got all excited when our horse #20 came around the outside on the final turn + looked like he just might have the momentum to win, but after some jostling down the stretch ended up coming in 2nd to Maximum Security, so we said oh well, [ ... ]

642> DC.craigslist.INT – Vertigo ice mashine maid uv tinnitus (*sum assembly reakwired)
He had this beat-up black skinny car shaped like a coffin, must of bin a hearst driver. There was a wireframe skeleton decorated w/ lights under the dashboard + a gun pointed at the skeleton's crotch, like that's how he died + the camera captured him in this position of death (like Pompeii victims or Jerri Blank's dad in Strangers With Candy) + the driver left the corpse + gun there as a souvenir. [ ... ]

641> Glamping in the shell of home to get in the knightly swing of things
... but it was also like 1 of those medieval theme restraunts where you watch knights joust + fight (again, we've never been to such a place). The jist of it was that whenever sum 1 was kilt the person who killed them wd make eye contact w/ an audience member + dat person would half to take their place. So Shannyn Sossamon makes eye contact w/ us + we pertended not to notice then we was [ ... ]

640> Z for Ziller + bouyancy control (B.C.)/A.D (before/after FX) of '96 urchin cilia debris
Now I can tell him all those things I was thinking I wish I could've told him when I thought he was dead. But I couldn't remember now that he was alive. I was thinking now, in retrospect, I could save him. I don't know where we were walking, lots of surreal scenery, over bridges looking down on bays. We went to this big house and I was there 1st so I called, "shotgun," claiming the front room for [ ... ]

639> Surveying The Battlefield Where The Moon Says I Love You to orbit her home
It started last night, thunder and creosote dust. All through the night and into the morning. I don't remember where I slept. I think I slept on Highland, or Vine, near Jess’s house. Always near Jess. Woke up and cruised these old streets where I went to university, knowing I have to get over it. I need to move on. Frequenting the same coffeeshops, hanging out with the same losers. Tending [ ... ]

638> Homeless reunion w/ our bedder-½ after stomping out the black hole in mom's jardín in '95
She can't water the garden because the hole soaks up all the water like an infinite sink, connected to the sewage or septic tank system. I stomp on the bag of cement and it falls into the abyss and she blames me for it, the hole expanding, standing for way more than it is... it's about what lays beneath the surface. I calmly go upstairs, grab a toothbrush, the "Tropic of Capricorn", a change of underwear, [ ... ]

637> Stool sample reveils a calf-birthing secret agent cooking up crawdad jumble-liar w/snake charm
The test tube was this contraption that you had to squeeze and roll the turd down the tube and through a strainer and then release all these chemicals into it, very complicated. It became a reoccurring dream that lasted all night, basically consisting of me waiting in the waiting room, not willing to shit in this test tube. And the nurses were waiting, and I was waiting and contemplating the situation. [ ... ]

636> Embodied anullment: ice it like a belly button in a dream-state land-gauge of the natives
... floating sticks and they would start sinking and I'd jump on the next one, and the river kept rising, the shore growing as fast as I could run. Finally I made it to the bank and kept running, the incoming flooding tide chasing me. I got to a barbed wire fence with a sign that said 'Elsworth Air Force base'. I crawled under and into a bunker. Then I was at a tourist pullout that said 'Home—13 miles' [ ... ]

635> Sleeping on IT still: a redundant flotilla of raft deepend-ants filling Hindu coefficient gaps
People were grabbing on to me while I tried to swim, clutching onto my legs and arms. I told them at least let me have free arms so I could swim. More and more people latched on to us and we formed a giant flotilla. I was swimming hard but we didn’t move. Next to me was this older lesbian woman who used band-aids as a bikini top, covering her nipples like Wendy-O Williams. She was telling [ ... ]

634> Log of sleeping wolves surfing the left curl of love in tumultuous seas
He said no way, that we had these IVs stuck in our arms that would chemically take care of the bends and embolisms. I was freaking out. I wanted to adjust naturally. We were plunging and the pressure felt like I was going to pop. They had lousy greasy food at a soda fountain with Far Side cartoons of mad scientists with very complicated chain reaction machinery, where every step depended on [ ... ]

633> Ban analog-2-digitol (D.C./L.A.): souped out jour-nulling coinsidedance w/Repo Man's maker, et al.
Every once in a while I'll step out of this compound to buy food or coffee or beer and it freaks me out. Pulled into the reality of these cobblestone streets where people's mindsets are so much different than mine. End of January, Axixic. Where the fuck am I and what the fuck am I doing here? Sometimes I get these reality checks that hit hard—who do I think I am, writing a novel? I have no [ ... ]

632> Bodymore soñaring back to an '80s dream state
We saw sum freaks paraiding thru town on various forms of transportation (unicycles, Birds, Penny-farthings, etc.), juggling + performing various tricks. We recognized sum of them so joined the paraid. We was in search of a plaze to sleep for the noche. A sub-group we just happened to be associated with splintered off down a side street that dead-ended. We spotted the larger migration [ ... ]

631> Baltimore to Paris (1995); or, The Post-Modern Epimetheus
From what seeds did it spawn. (Hector's brother, the lazy womanizer, stealer of Helen, the cause for the whole battle of Troy?  What makes this beast keep ticking? People get fed, traffic flows + furnaces burn. Statues everywhere like ghosts. Pigeons in gothic gray awnings, the brown river Seine eternally flowing, the same river as it ever was. For what is a city sans une grande rivière? [ ... ]

630> A last repatriation act: shrugging atlas to come home
pondering the while on Sissyphus + the conversion of potential (mgh) to kinetic (½mv2) enurgey + back again if u think about hit. They wasn't even finished when we split, cuz they had to wait for the truck to come back for the last lode, so all our possessions was stacked in the hallways of the palazzo. Administrazione did the walk-thru + then all the formalities + then we split—ariverditching Roma! [ ... ]

629> Driving a steak thru her heart to eat stake + steak out a hearth to call m-self = hoam (as washed ova by MOLG)
The key is taking a holistic systems approach + in order to truly due dat folks need to lose themselves. Let your jeans take over. Inevitably our jeans want all jeans to survive cuz a good % we share w/ ∀ll humanidad. Bad apples still put on the same genes as every 1 Ls in L moondough, 1 leg at a time. If we entrust ourselves to hit, our coded systems will go beyond humun concerns, or even [ ... ]

628> Fish outta water on cobblestoned streets flopping necks 2 humdog's pandora vox
one might question the idea of silence in a place where millions of user-ids parade around like angels of light, looking to see whom they might, so to speak, consume. the silence is nonetheless present and it is most present, paradoxically at the moment that the user-id speaks. when the user-id posts to a board, it does so while dwelling within an illusion that no one is present. language in cyberspace is a frozen landscape. i have seen many people spill their guts on-line, and i [ ... ]

627> Peru-fest 1991 (the sun also rises): summer solstice at Sexy Woman, at gun point
At least 2 sketchy characters offered us drogas to enhance our Machu Picchu experience. After chowing + wandering, Max + I went to the hot springs. We were expecting trippy Shirley McClaine freaks + we were not let down. In the main pool were about 20-30 hippy sudamericanos in a circle holding candles, burning incense + chanting to new age music. They hugged in mass, contracting + [ ... ]

626> Pronto to rexhume Textilioma + the pro'SSES" of listing sidewaze in Δ-shifted non-state (dat inkloots U, cari!)
don't use no aposttrophy. Ulyssesses? A long line of 'em. We carry the torch now, dat's what we doing a key hoy 2 day. Finishing the relay race for hour airmano to let lie. In the prosses of tilling hisstory of our trip to go looking for what Ulysses was looking 4 4 hour lieboro we feel inklined to 1st transcibe our ℝeel moondough journels from our peronal liebury, of our journey. N Odysseyian gurney. [ ... ]

625> worksongs: I, AI, Ǝxist to search for work in IA, UI, UX + d-Zine or as n über driver
... we're @ the wheel but not toetilly in command of our ¢enses, @ 1 point deriving from the backseat. Shore it's got sumping to do w/ angziety over gaining control + where we're going w/ our life. So sum trax in the above mix got to due w/ dat as well as information architexture—the commun link we detourmined b-tween our art + profe$$ional careers. It's all about information entropy, S [ ... ]

624> "Rats! Taxes! Mort the gauge!" we chant, sipping last drinks from the ever-flowing fonts
... "i smell a rat" or as symbols of deception, witch might be a relevant expression in regards to the skeptickle anxiety we've bin feeling as of late. Others say if a rat scurries cross yo path it means u being aksed to assert yoself in areas u aint yet explored, that it's high time for new biginnings. True dat. Or that we need to evaluate the clutter around us + purge old baggedge, witch mos def = true, as [ ... ]

623> SpqR: rising/falling to wipe the slate to leave roam w/ no b-longing
Last night we was halving dinner on a porch somewhere tropickle + we saw 2 majestic lions playing in the surf of what looked like a caribbean I-land. Twas an inspirational sight. Our bedder-½ said she din't have her iPhone which normally she always does (tho she did decide recently to stop posting on Instagram... perhaps what inspired this) so we fumbled for our camraw to snap sum photos but [ ... ]

622> Floating notes on a mortgage calculator where the heart layz
Outside we hear megaphonic yelling + screaming from protests as usual. Can't understand ½ of what they say which suits us fine. We never did feel like we belong here, even if our "belongings" are here. We've spent our life thus far longing for elsewhere dove l'erba è più verde, now it's time to realize it don't matter where long as we are w/ our bedder-½. La casa è dove si trova il cuore. [ ... ]

621> Honing in on owning home + not to rome so much
Toured around the 1st day + didn't see much that struck our fancy. After a few minutes in the 2nd or 3rd house on the 2nd day we said this be the 1. We'd bin scouring Redfin daily for a few weeks + seen things come + go before we even got a chants to see 'em... well this 1 came on markit morning of, on Redfin for no mo than n hour so our agent tells this guy we came all the ways from Rome kin we [ ... ]

620> Homer ovacoming Sisyphean mementos + moments of inertia, in keeping farword momentum
1x we was at a friends place in N.J., an Indian coder we worked w/ at Napster + he was complaining about where he lived + we aksed well why don't u move elsewhere + he gave a 1-word response: inertia. And it struck us that there's lots of folk stuck in that same boat, in a cycle they can't get out of, specially by yo bootstraps. We don't got that problema, perhaps we suffer the opposit, who nose how [ ... ]

619> On failure, failing better, Faust, freedom + the currency to be uncool
Those 👍 + ♡ buttons are like morphine drips that feed peepholes ¢ense of self-worth. There's just no way u can please every1—sum like it hot, sum like it cold, sum like it in the pot 9-days old—but disappointing we can't even strike a chord w/ at least 1%, let alone 33⅓. When we were mixing un, a part of us mustered to make it sumwhat axsessible, w/ perhaps a glimmer of hope that maybe [ ... ]

618> Figures on a landscape: cliff-dwelling maze men of the bad lands
... sleeping in a cave sounds like a rome-antic idea til realidad sets in + u discover douchebags in a BWM rented out the hovel above + decided to have a party, stomping around hootin' + hollering.... you'd think caves wood be soundproof but they seam even worse + it wasn't really even a cave so much as a cheap-ass adobe hut built into the side of a cliff + all standard amenities get thrown out the [ ... ]

617> Spaghetti west whirled II further sur
Saw the Celto-Iberian goats again then went to sum secluded beach + there wasn't nobody around + think it was a nudist beach anyway (the way spañoles roll, unlike italianos) so went skinny-dipping in the frigid sea then saw a mother goat + baby just sitting along on the trail a long ways from the flock + thought maybe they was sick cuz they wasn't moving + so we went to investiage when appeared [ ... ]

616> Spaghetti western roadtrip: in throws of pane in sayin' reign on the plane in spayin'
Since we hi-jacked The Daily Noose to be about muse[sic] journihilism, let's talk about the travel mixtape, a vital cumponent to any roadtrip or gourney. Not having a working stair-io in a v-uckle amounts to complete + utter brakedown, no diffrent than throwing a rod. Likewise on a plain, if u forget your walkman u dam well bedder halve a pairachute! Here's the playlist we made for the occasion: [ ... ]

615> Rewinding the Sleepingfish XIV mixtape
As we posted our innog-aural playlist hear to The Daily Noose yesterday we reelized the Sleepingfish mixtape we put out a few months ago was the true maiden mix, the 1 that bridged the gap from litterasure to music in Calamari Archive's current metamorphosis. We made the mixtape last year cuz it occurred to us that a lot of the authors we'd published also had similar musical inclinations. [ ... ]

614> Sad tribal dirges on the sewerside: "about" the face of The Daily Noose + inspiration behind Sound ƒuries
Don't worry, we won't be rambling on as much as we did yesterday on a daily basis... actually we was thinking in loo of writing we might just post a song or 2 a day here on The Daily Noose, of songs that keep us living another day. Daily Affirmations, as Stuart Smalley wd say. And may-b once we figger out Spotify + SoundCloud we can turn them into playlists or whatever it is kids do nowadaze. [ ... ]

613> Wall-walkers circumnavigating il muro Aureliano to tie a knot into news in the new year
From there the wall is 1 + the same w/ the riverbank along the Tiber, on the Testaccio side. It continues up almost to the gasometro, into a no-man's land of gypsy camps, train track wasteland + the mattatoio that we've ventured into before, but garbagemen + carabinieri were blocking our way this time + the slaughterhouse complex wasn't open. It's worth noting that the wall is a popular [ ... ]
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