High Masculine Tones

a failure to communicate

6.26.2003

 
Better living through electricity




... the anticipation of electricity being beamed into my frontal lobes (and the consent form I had just signed) made me a bit nervous. Snyder found that amusing. ''Oh, relax now!'' he said in the thick local accent he has acquired since moving here from America. ''I've done it on myself a hundred times. This is Australia. Legally, it's far more difficult to damage people in Australia than it is in the United States.''

''Damage?'' I groaned.

''You're not going to be damaged,'' he said. ''You're going to be enhanced.''


::Lawrence Osborne, New York Times Magazine: Savant for a Day


6.23.2003

 
The spirit of gonzo rock lives! (and cries)





As the show peaks, Storytime audience members rush the stage, and in a collective frenzy smash the performer's guitar to bits 'n splinters... An ordinary piece of madness when rockin' out on the baby circuit. Buy the ticket, take the ride.



6.22.2003

 
Oh man, I can just feel myself floating through the space, being pulled past the wrecks, weaving in and out through the dessicated hulks... the smell is overpowering.

It should pass.

This weblog template is so stale I should just throw the thing out and start over. Oh, I can only plead for forgiveness.

Concerns are being addressed. Consensus is our goal. We shall prevail, and sup on the marrow of our enemies.

6.04.2003

 
We Rock The Rock


The Scribbler family unit is spinning wildly off its geographic axis, having swung from our west coast home to the furthest reaches of St. John's, Newfoundland. Posting frequency for this weblog will be lighter than usual... if such a thing be possible.




Cape Spear: the most eastern point in North America





We're crashing here... St. John's harbour in the background.





Keira and our gracious host Patrick scope out the icebergs





Those hunks of ice are really big, really





The obligatory Harry shot... a Newfie boy overnight


We're having having a lovely time, wish you were here. Unless you happen to be some kind of a jerk, in which case we're glad to be far away from you.


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