i’m in a weird mood jimmy…trying to emerge from what can only be described as a mild funk…your post gave me a surge of positive feelings…i sent the link to omar.. but before that, well, i was in the dumps…i nearly tweeted this just now: “muttered ‘do they have dieaways’ while looking at getaways email.” so as you can see, [something] happy friday jimmy lol
This quick descent represents a sense of ‘communication anxiety’ that pervades the internet. The fact that the initial staircase condemnation (see Banister Banishment) was so readily defended and regarded as “making a point” is an unfortunately common nod among the hordes of courageous thread trolls, like peacekeepers passing in the night. There is a preconceived notion of the verbally crippled shut-in crying out in brief monosyllabic outbursts that are as drained of any traceable content as a subliminally painted, empty gallery wall posing as the exhibition itself. The lowest common denominator plays the ridiculous role of pointblank sharpshooter to the greatest common duck in a barrel. The emotional trigger finger jerk quarantines original thoughts into concentration camps immediately upon recognition. These suspended animations slither under the sub-sonar radar scope, filling the back of the black to white ratio that splits the night-sky backdrop of this very site. Uniform matte legion repeatedly refusing ignition at the flatline rate of a locust litany.
Mrs. Frances Tilanda, 100 years old, of 313 Madison Street, dropped dead while descending the staircase in a tenement at 5 Jackson Street yesterday afternoon. Dr. Jacobowitz of Governeur Hospital said death was caused by old age. The centenarian had been visiting her son-in-law, John Cimosko, at the Jackson Street address over the Christmas holidays.