January 3, 2005
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glistening wet asphalt; highbeam headlights exposing relentless,
sweeping arcs of rain, sleet, or snow, depending on the altitude--wait,
make that "elevation," falling down and then sharply towards the
windshield (stroked faithfully by blades of unfathomable polymers),
their trajectories tracing exponential--or would that be
logarithmic?--curves; meteorological models of our relative velocities
through the night.scanning the modulated frequencies when our cds started failing to
please us, the roadside shoulder freezing right up to the trees which
were, at the time, bare of any but the hardiest leaves, we sped--at the
most appropriate moments, with just the couple/few
exceptions--along interstates and business loops and the
occasional, dimly, if at all, lit routes.caffeinated beverages were consumed at alarming rates, both
fluid-ounces per day and miles per hour; fast, junk, snack, and even
smart foods eaten repeatedly--no lessons learned about proper
nutrition, the lack thereof, or the effects of either on the digestive
system of the physically exhausted human animal.too many commas? improper usage of the semicolon? sciencey
stuff not "quite right?" check my spelling? my math?
words decimated in paragraphical bloodbaths of hit-and-miss,
hit-and-run, run-on sentences? perhaps just precisely too much
pretense? or more broadly, a general lack, a not-enough-making of
sense? wondering where all the rules and niceties went?
Comments (17)
Excellent grammar, I think. You strive to make William Strunk, Jr. proud.
me smrt. you stupd.
Badass. You've got flow, bro. You need to set this to a beat and show us how to freestyle.
where were you headed and why didnt you take us too
Screw rules! Live for beauty!!!! Just ask my buddy Jack Kerouac. Please, please keep writing. I, from the bottom of my unwell heart, miss your writing, your wit, and your beauty!
You lost feeble lil' ol' me with this piece, but I'm just glad to have the time and opportunity to read it. Sick days rock!
This reminds me of my days and thoughts as a student under the guided provision of a sadistic rhetoric teacher who hated my thesis for her lack of understanding. Very wonderful. Screw MLA and spellcheck. They are instruments of torture, not helpful mechanical writing devices. Let words be, and then they will become.
you are overdue for a post.
you should thinking about posting.
a posting is in order.
i think you should post a posting.
ever think of posting?
there should be a new post.
post.
got a new post yet?
stop watching star trek and post, brah.
so i did it. visited your xanga. remember? you encouraged people to do so. well, here i am.
found you via ben's friendster. he said that the first thing males do is click on their newly added friend's friends. i had never really done it myself, simply because i am too lazy, but decided to give it a go. he also said that if people write to someone randomly, it means that they are trying to initiate conversation - in a hook up sense. i think ben doesn't know what he's talking about and that people can write to someone for any given number of reasons. ha!
nice. have you ever been to the nuyorican?
oooo i LOVE fry.
the smart speak and the village fool only hears the voice >)< did not get anything since i SUCK at colons, etc. etc. is this a semi colon? ; ?? i miss your posts! *tear* lol well whatever, byebyebye! ^_^
write something, you freakishly small-eared bastard!
ah shit man that blew my mind
could hear you in my head rapping it like jack keroac
hell. yeah. fuck formality.
post something, small-eared-freak
post something and i'll lick dem ears.
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