Update Blurbs
the world should never forget
(04/04/2003; 10:53am) - wake & shine
rise,
wash,
step out of doors,
feel the seasons change,
and step indoors again,
somewhere else & easy.
that's what sunshine's for.
that's why doors have screens.
beautiful.
poocat.
(04/01/2003; 04:54pm) - April Fools
It's the start of a new month,
so let's recap.
The United States is at war.
Our monthy series, Postcards, is now both monthly and a series.
It's getting warmer.
Bobert is still pissed.
wil is still exploring his brain.
-andrew
(03/30/2003; 04:45pm) - Drinking Alone in the Moonlight
Beneath the blossoms with a pot of wine,
No friends at hand, so I poured alone;
I raised my cup to invite the moon,
Turned to my shadow, and we became three.
Now the moon had never learned about drinking,
And my shadow had merely followed my form,
But I quickly made friends with the moon and my shadow;
To find pleasure in life, make the most of the spring.
Whenever I sang, the moon swayed with me;
Whenever I danced, my shadow went wild.
Drinking, we shared our enjoyment together;
Drunk, then each went off on his own.
But forever agreed on dispassionate revels,
We promised meet in the far Milkey Way.
-Li Po (701-762)
(03/26/2003; 08:57pm) - and in the modern world...
it's alright to be poor.
we've gotten past that.
you can still be famous.
relatively.
but though mid-list author might be one of your dreams,
there's still things that make it seem
more about housing and sleep
than
how many people know your name.
strange, no?
but i guess it's always a way to remember us by,
when we go.
poocat.
(03/23/2003; 09:31am) - in a j bar
which posesses an ill vaio
i write this update for you
knowing that international appreciation
in these times of destruction
run high.
and i stand still
for you
amidst the oncoming
tide.
poocat.
(03/22/2003; 11:00am) - and i stand here...
watching people i don't know
mourn someone i never met,
i wonder where you are
and what you think of that?
where ever you are,
that's what you're gonna see.
poocat.
(03/20/2003; 08:08am) - morning after
when you know you've been somewhere,
you know you saw someone,
you probably even spoke to them.
but what did you say?
where were you really?
and what will who think of you today?
shrug it off and go to work.
welcome to monday.
poocat.
(03/19/2003; 05:01pm) - on the cusp of destruction
the war drums beat, while the band plays on.
leaving us here on the sideline nothing to do but drink, look into ourselves and wait
-bobert
(03/17/2003; 10:36am) - dear concerned unsatisfied rich charismatic well-educated 35+ year old white guy,
yes, i'm a realist.
i realize the implications of the top of this letter,
and i accept them. i realize what it takes to get
where i hope you want to be, and i am trying not
to lie to myself or the people around me. i'd like
it if you would try not to either. if you have to,
please consider what you're doing and for whom.
but let me assure you, right now, you couldn't do
much worse than the man we're asking you to
replace. and you'll have support. the election's
been basically handed to you. the economy's
tanked, the international community has been
alienated, our personal rights have been taken
away and violated without cause or explanation,
and we're not happy about it. you can walk, if you
want, right into that house and personal jet and all
the other nice stuff that comes with it. but truthfully,
if you want to do that, i'm kind of scared of you.
which is why i'm sending you this. please, since i
know you have the requirements listed above, would
you consider, on behalf of the people you know
need your help, running for president?
sincerely yours,
poocat.
(03/15/2003; 12:07am) - another chance to sell it right...
that's what they're asking for.
that's what we're waiting for.
someone to step up into the spotlight,
hold down the mic,
and sell it the way it should be.
not sure what i'm talking about?
neither is he.
rise above where you were born.
poocat.