little bottle of charge

2011-12-27T07:09:00.000-08:00

I would love to swap some of these:

and these:

For some of these please louise:

You love Herbs. I hate Sunburn.

PM me.

2011-12-27T06:54:00.000-08:00

2011-12-06T21:01:00.000-08:00

Small Thing #004

2011-10-28T00:17:00.001-07:00

Small Thing #003

2011-10-27T23:02:00.000-07:00

THIS:

2011-10-25T02:33:00.000-07:00

Sadly left in the dust of yester-year. Pretty cool though!

Dot.

2011-10-23T23:45:00.000-07:00

Small Thing #002

2011-10-22T19:52:00.000-07:00

Small Thing #001

2011-10-10T23:43:00.000-07:00

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2011-01-29T19:51:00.000-08:00

Cannot be everything to everyone.
Cannot be something to someone.
Cannot be anyone.
Cannot.

2010-12-27T05:23:00.001-08:00

Music-Map

2010-12-27T00:18:00.001-08:00

sometimes stupidly brilliant

2010-12-22T01:01:00.001-08:00

http://idea-a-day.georgecockerill.com/feed/

2010-12-21T00:28:00.001-08:00

Discordian Calendar Converter

2010-12-21T00:09:00.000-08:00

http://www.m2radio.fr/player.php?m2=mix

2010-11-07T12:20:00.001-08:00

http://www.nerdcore.de/wp/

2009-10-26T16:57:00.000-07:00

http://www.stuffwhitechristianslike.com

2009-10-25T17:12:00.000-07:00

http://metaphilm.com/index.php

2009-09-28T21:23:00.000-07:00

http://www.nicholaswallen.com/work/all

2009-03-11T19:02:00.000-07:00

Some Days.

Some days I wake to find the hour has escaped me. Every plan I conceived in semi-consciousness suddenly collapses like a cardboard box left out in the rain. The fantasy of order and productivity is replaced with a slow realization of the chaos and incapability that is about to transpire. Reset. Maybe if i shut off for a few more minutes my thoughts will arrange themselves. Open one eye.
The sky is brighter still, burning away the sheets through a crack in the curtain leaving me naked.
I cant stay here.
Grab at pieces of information, lines of instruction that form a daily routine. Force myself into doing normal things. Pull on some clothes. splash water on the face. put something in a toaster but conveniently forget to eat it.
If only I could remember what happens next, I could plan for it and take action accordingly.
Stare out the window and try to comprehend what is happening. Everything appears calm but the dull bass of a million internal combustion engines reminds me that the world is turning very, very fast. Panic. Without thought I pick up a bag and walk out the door, screaming silently
WAIT FOR ME.
Lean and step before the green signal, the traffic has already stopped. They've paused while I pass in front, not out of consideration but because a red lamp told them to. walk faster.

2008-06-07T21:58:00.000-07:00

Big Ideas (Don't get any) from James Houston on Vimeo.

2007-07-19T08:43:00.000-07:00