MWFrost

The 3album hashtag, mapped in nearly illegible detail.

Tue, 24 Nov 2009 22:19:33 -0500

The 3album hashtag, mapped in nearly illegible detail.

Thanks, @FreddiedeBoer Hipsters, flipsters, and...

Wed, 18 Nov 2009 11:00:00 -0500

Thanks, @FreddiedeBoer

Hipsters, flipsters, and finger-poppin’ daddies,

Knock me your lobes, I came to lay Ceasar out,

Not to hip you to him.

The bad jazz that a cat blows,

Wails long after he’s cut out.

The groovey is often stashed with their frames,

So don’t put Caesar down.

The swinging Brutus hath laid a story on you

That Caesar was hungry for power.

If it were so, it was a sad drag,

And sadly hath the Caesar cat answered it.

Here with a pass from Brutus and the other brass,

For Brutus is a worthy stud,

Yea, so are they all worthy studs,

Though their stallions never sleep.

I came to wail at Ceasar’s wake.

He was my buddy, and he leveled with me.

Yet Brutus digs that he has eyes for power,

And Brutus is a solid cat.

It is true he hath returned with many freaks in chains

And brought them home to Rome.

Yea, the looty was booty

And hip the trays we weld(?)

Dost thou dig that this was Caesar’s groove

For the putsch?

When the cats with the empty kicks hath copped out,

Yea, Caesar hath copped out, too,

And cried up a storm.

To be a world grabber a stiffer riff must be blown.

Without bread a stud can’t even rule an anthill.

Yet Brutus was swinging for the moon.

And, yea, Brutus is a worthy stud.

And all you cats were gassed on the Lupercal

When he came on like a king freak.

Three times I lay the kingly wig on him,

And thrice did he put it down.

Was this the move of a greedy hipster?

Yet, Brutus said he dug the lick,

And, yes, a hipper cat has never blown.

Some claim that Brutus’ story was a gag.

But I dug the story was solid.

I came here to blow.

Now, stay cool while I blow.

You all dug him once

Because you were hipped that he was solid

How can you now come on so square

Now that he’s tapped out of this world.

City Hall is flipped

And swung to a drunken zoo

And all of you cats are goofed to wig city.

Dig me hard.

My ticker is in the coffin there with Caesar,

And, yea, I must stay cool til it flippeth back to me.

via jazzmando.com

In the beginning was the Tao, and the Tao was with God, and the...

Mon, 16 Nov 2009 20:14:13 -0500

In the beginning was the Tao, and the Tao was with God, and the Tao was God.

Our Three Martyred Presidents.

Mon, 16 Nov 2009 20:10:14 -0500

Our Three Martyred Presidents.

This is the sort of thing that occasionally falls out of an old...

Mon, 16 Nov 2009 20:08:18 -0500

This is the sort of thing that occasionally falls out of an old book in my family.

By Brodsky and Utkin. From here: http://bit.ly/10hwhY

Mon, 16 Nov 2009 20:04:02 -0500

By Brodsky and Utkin. From here: http://bit.ly/10hwhY

Simple graph of the maximum shortest paths. Code from...

Thu, 12 Nov 2009 11:03:00 -0500

Simple graph of the maximum shortest paths.

Code from http://www.drewconway.com/zia/?p=345

Social Network Graph of the hashtag...

Thu, 12 Nov 2009 10:59:00 -0500

Social Network Graph of the hashtag “#crypticrequest”

Code from http://www.drewconway.com/zia/?p=345

The Bear

Wed, 11 Nov 2009 14:24:37 -0500

The Bear

Buffalo in the Snow, Yellowstone National Park, Montana...

Wed, 15 Apr 2009 12:48:24 -0400

Buffalo in the Snow, Yellowstone National Park, Montana (1966)

By William Albert Allard

From a review in the Washington Post of a book by Joseph Contreras about Mexico: The dictator...

Mon, 30 Mar 2009 08:45:44 -0400

From a review in the Washington Post of a book by Joseph Contreras about Mexico:

The dictator Porfirio Diaz, who ruled Mexico for three decades in the late 1800s and early 1900s, is often credited with saying, “Poor Mexico, so far from God, so close to the United States.” If Diaz were alive today, Contreras writes, he might say, “Poor Mexico, so close to the United States, so far from a relationship based on true equality and respect.”

And maybe William Faulkner, were he alive today, would say, “The past is not dead. In fact, it’s not even, like, really all the way behind us such that it no longer influences the present.”

And Talleyrand would probably say “This is worse than a crime, it is a mistake, which you’d usually not think of as being something worse than a crime, but for me to consider the mistake worse than a crime means that my judgements reflect cold-blooded calculations of self-interest.”

There’s a Style Invitational contest in here somewhere.

Springtime

Tue, 24 Mar 2009 14:18:12 -0400

Springtime

Carrie, Sputnik, and the girls

Wed, 25 Feb 2009 21:42:31 -0500

Carrie, Sputnik, and the girls

Mealtime

Wed, 25 Feb 2009 21:42:26 -0500

Mealtime

Rest when you can, pt. 2

Wed, 25 Feb 2009 21:42:20 -0500

Rest when you can, pt. 2

Rest when you can, pt. 1

Wed, 25 Feb 2009 21:42:16 -0500

Rest when you can, pt. 1

For ayjay, who expressed conflicting thoughts re: Sparklehorse....

Tue, 17 Feb 2009 17:42:16 -0500

For ayjay, who expressed conflicting thoughts re: Sparklehorse. A straight cover, but lovely nonetheless.

“Petrograd Madonna” by Kuzma Sergeevich...

Fri, 12 Sep 2008 20:45:29 -0400

“Petrograd Madonna” by Kuzma Sergeevich Petrov-Vodkin

Diesel Only

Tue, 12 Feb 2008 21:25:59 -0500

Diesel Only

Less Wear on the Rainmaker

Tue, 12 Feb 2008 21:21:30 -0500

Less Wear on the Rainmaker