July 2010
44 posts
“Saudade: a Portuguese and Galician word for a feeling of nostalgic longing for...”
– (via jackiecarter)
The dude abides.
Can't sleep, life will eat me...
These people don’t die, they evaporate slowly. My neck is going, and reminding me of it. Nothing can cure you now it likes to whisper among the beats of the song. I forgot how to use all the ‘h’s in this difficult language and I forgot how to draw all the doodles that made me so happy that one forgotten time. I remember nothing except not paying attention in 5th grade as the teach teach teach...
Here's our man...
Harvey Pekar, poet, writer, observer,critic, crank, human died today at the sad age of seventy. I’m left with a faint sense of saddness despite his illustrious long life. He achieved much more than any of us regular joes probably will get to achieve. And now we are left here alone with more questions to the absurd and with no one to reflect our always continuous helplessness for everyday...
If you love Los Angeles and all that it holds...
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Gracias.
