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Barth Anderson
10 May 2007 @ 06:39 am
Eight things. 

Have I done this meme before? Maybe. But I got tagged by Betsy and I am nothing if not malleable under peer pressure.


1.  I have a wide array of short-sleeved baggy shirts in snappy prints.
2.  I like dark roasts. Equal Exchange's "Midnight Sun" is my current love. Just bought a 5# bag.
3.  There are morel mushrooms in my refrigerator...RIGHT ....NOW.
4.  A lesbian friend told my wife I was looking good lately. Unless you're 42, you can't know the impact.
5.  When I was four, my family (6 of us anyway) lived in a trailer in a state park on Lake Michigan.  
6.  I saw my first bullfight at the age of 5.
7.  I adore pickled herring.
8.  I write a thousand words a day. If I can't do that, I write balls out for ten minutes without stopping to think.

Please do the meme if ya wanna join the fun - I don't wanyone to feel left out.



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Barth Anderson
06 May 2007 @ 12:30 pm

a radio frequency so full in the air, a vein pulsing with too much blood coursing from heart (ancient Illium) to brain (now). It's a channel carrying the cult cry, the sheering Trojan hymns screaming their spirit into the surrounding viciousness on the plains of the Troad in a racing, unsoothing music, and to hear it, to heed it, is  

Isaiah: Daddio, I'm coming in to get my socks.

Daddio: Ok.

to deal with shit, the muscle, bone, the wound, the pus that are just body and nothing more. The healer allows the wounded in and an emperor subjugates all. So we will never heal. We will never walk without an unbroken gait. Generations will stagger from war to war and never know what 

Isaiah:  Um. Is my Thomas puzzle is in here, Daddio?

Daddio: Yep. It's under your dresser, sweetheart.

a breath was taken, inhaled by all of Rome. The bull's head was forced down below the level of its chest, which exposed the hump between its neck and back that presented a clear passage to its vital organs past the cervical vertebra. The red-painted triumphator then took Iove's spear from the summus haruspex, raised

Isaiah: Daddio, come wipe me!

[Close up of Daddio's eyes]



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