April 27th, 2012 / 8:55 pm
Snippets
Snippets
Ken Baumann—
For you: a copy of ARK CODEX ±0. Comment to win, and I’ll respond to the winner in a day or so. I have this book at home and it is beautiful.
For, when Stubb dressed, instead of first putting his legs into his trowsers, he put his pipe into his mouth.
I say this continual smoking must have been one cause, at least, of his peculiar disposition; for every one knows that this early air, whether ashore or afloat, is terribly infected with the nameless miseries of the numberless mortals who have died exhaling it; and as in time of the cholera, some people go about with a camphorated handkerchief to their mouths; so, likewise, against all mortal tribulations, Stubb’s tobacco smoke might have operated as a sort of disinfecting agent. – Melville
I i want it
This looks absolutely fascinating. The pdf alone is beautiful. I can hardly imagine what it must be like bound.
I am staying in on a Friday night just so I have an opportunity to hug this book
I am at work on a Friday night. I want this book.
Love the cover art work. Beautiful.
Yes, please.
cccccccomment. me love book.
Got off work two hours ago. You beat me.
visiting the parents is a seemingly good deed–though the seams seem to be slipping. I’m in my highschool bedroom–bedded, bound–I need that book!–I need not I, but heads whose names are always and never known all the time so we can sleep and breathe and then make omelets for everyone in the morning.
lovely.
ah ken, you are the Ark Codex! you silly goose
[wish I was clever enough to earn this book with dumb words]
I would love to win and read this book.
Oh! Calamari!
Hi
I got some magic to work on it.
I need a mystery.
I need a mystery.
I need a mystery.
alone in the mud yes the dark yes sure yes panting yes someone hears me no no one hears me no murmuring sometimes yes when the panting stops yes not at other times no in the mud yes to the mud yes my voice yes mine yes not another’s no mine alone yes sure yes when the panting stops yes on and off yes a few words yes a few scraps yes that no one hears no but less and less no answer LESS AND LESS yes
Oope!
Oope!
lol if some variation of “i want this book” wins. i’m all for honesty but where is the honesty in that simplicity? offer more of yourself and you might receive something in return
This’d be really nice to have.
thanks for putting up these contests all the time. it’s a lottery i can get behind.
i <3 witchcraft
To make French Macaroones.
Wash a pound of the newest and the best Iordane Almonds in
three or foure waters, to take away the rednesse from their out-side, lay
them in a Bason of warme water all night, the next day blanch them, and
dry them with a faire cloath, beat them in a stone morter, vntill they
be reasonably fine, put to them halfe a pound of fine beaten Sugar, and
so beat it to a perfect Paste, then put in halfe a dozen spoonefuls of
good Damaske Rose-water, three graines of Amber-greece, when you haue beaten
all this together, dry it on a chafingdish of coales vntill it grow white
and stiffe, then take it off the fire, and put the whites of two new laid
Egs first beaten into froath, and so stirre it well together, then lay
them on wafers in fashion of little long rowles, and so bake them in an
Ouen as hot as for Manchet, but you must first let the heat of the Ouen
passe ouer before you put them in, when they rise white and light, take
them out of the Ouen, and put them in a warme platter, and set them againe
into the warme Ouen, & so let them remain foure or fiue houres, and
then they wil be throughly dry, but if you like them better being moist,
then dry them not after the first baking.
Ooh, ooh, pick me!
I could use a tasty beverage…
“The old folk from Indiana and Iowa and Illinois, from Boston and Kansas
City and Des Moines, they sold their homes and their stores, and they
came here by train and by automobile to the land of sunshine, to die in
the sun, with just enough money to live until the sun killed them, tore
themselves out by the roots in their last days, deserted the smug
prosperity of Kansas City and Chicago and Peoria to find a place in the
sun. And when they got here they found that other and greater thieves
had already taken possession, that even the sun belonged to the others;
Smith and Jones and Parker, druggist, banker, baker, dust of Chicago and
Cincinnati and Cleveland on their shoes, doomed to die in the sun, a
few dollars in the bank, enough to subscribe to the Los Angeles Times,
enough to keep alive the illusion that this was paradise, that their
little papier-mâché homes were castles.”
―
John Fante,
Ask the Dust
…
Thank you for reminding me to read Ask the Dust again. Maybe I’ll have to go an adventure to hunt down a copy in the libraries of Northern Virginia. Bonus points awarded based on distance between where the book was found and the National Mall.
It’s probably the greatest book published this year. I want to win one!
i’d love this shit for free
want
This looks great & mysterious
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HAND IT OVER. I’M NEEDLES
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I agree with Michael. A truly beautiful and historically significant contribution to the post-literate movement.
Also, PICK ME, PICK ME!
but you are cleverer
Hey, um, I would like this!
I would like that book, please. Thank you!
This book looks brilliant. Absolutely gorgeous art and design. I am glad these things are being preserved.
Off on a tangent, my professor sings,
in a wailing sort of way, the makings
of Amy Hempel’s “Tumble Home”
and his drooling aspirations have now
become apparent for the first time
Beyond anything, even writing well,
he wants us to learn how to make love
with literature each and every day.LET ME HAVE IT AND IT WILL AGE WITH THE GRACE
OF A CAT FALLING ON ALL FOURS, BUT WITH A TORNEAR FROM A FIGHT WITH A DOG OR PERHAPS A FEWSTAINS OF COFFEE AND SALIVA.
I like turtles.
Sick. Gimme them sweet leaves, bra.
I’d like that book.
I really like how beautiful it looks. It’s a beautiful book. Now if I could see it in person I’d be one happy sloth.
Me, please.
Yes, please.
You won! Email your address to satorpress at gmail dot com.
I know, I am too late, but I want this MERZ-Book. I think, Schwitters would became insane seeing it. lanke trr gll.