a vacation in space!

“ I thought that was especially impressive,” says McGaugh, “because she is Jewish. Easter means nothing to her.

armadillododo?

also, this is eerily fun to play with.

a dead star!

Basically, this flicker thing is the result of a debate we’re having with ourselves about consumerism and responsibility: should we try to act responsibly and pioneer an ethical consumerism of “controlled shrinkage”, or should we fiddle while Rome burns — grabbing other people’s oilfields and melting the poles in the process? Should we go the way of recycling, fair trade and organic ingredients, or the way of brash colours and drugs and hedonistic oblivion? The answer, so far this decade, is “both”.

Click opera

All / the place

Oh tough stuff; snot quite my style. I used to believe there was a real brass band behind me before these moons fell into my eyes.

It echos in here, says the real boy. Might as well settle in, decorate a bit.

Such a process, the effective structuring of emptiness! The universe leans back and momentarily dons a smug smile.

But really, did you expect a simple apparatus when you signed up for the reverse-trepanation? Spill the counterclockwisdom and spell the new delusions more carefully.

So it goes. And to keep the candle lit? The jury deliberates, the defense objects, the prosecution rests, while the judge goes out to lunch.

tiny bear claws on tiny bear paws

the orcas have fresh humans piped in daily

disregard the hovering buckets

i’ve no power over the whether

landescape!