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Tuesday, July 12, 2005

Pimping the Pimps of Gore--you are not what you own

"Please support the artists and bands you read about on this site in any way possible. Buy a shirt or a CD. See a show. Kiss a bassist if you must."

Excellent Blog dedicated to music--Pay dylon a visit:

http://dmg541.blogspot.com/

Is the murderblog a genre now?

Murderblog from Idaho

Blogging the Fifth Nail is the journal of an accused murderer, Joseph Edward Duncan III.
I wish I could be more honest about my feelings, but those demons made sure I'd never be able to do that. I might not know if it matters, but just in case, I am working on an encrypted journal that is hundreds of times more frank than this blog could ever be (that's why I keep it encrypted). I figure in 30 years or more we will have the technology to easily crack the encryption (currently very un-crackable, PGP) and then the world will know who I really was, and what I really did, and what I really thought.
A post modern version of Capote's "In Cold Blood" narrated in the first person--chilling reflection of our times. HT

Friday, July 8, 2005

Phenomenal Woman--Maya Angelou

"Phenomenal Woman"

Pretty woman wonder where my secret lies.
I'm not cute or built to fit a fashion model's size
But when I start to tell them, They think I'm telling lies.
I say, It's in the reach of my arms The span of my hips The stride of my step, The curl of my lips.
I'm a woman Phenomenally. Phenomenal woman, That's me.

I walk into a room Just as cool as you please,
And to a man, The fellows stand or Fall down on their knees. They swarm around me, A hive of honey bees.
I say, It's the fire in my eyes, And the flash of my teeth, The swing in my waist, And the joy in my feet.
I'm a woman Phenomenally. Phenomenal woman, That's me.

Men themselves have wondered What they see in me.
They try so much But they can't touch My inner mystery. When I try to show them, They say they still can't see.
I say, It's the arch of my back The sun in my smile, The ride of my breasts, The grace of my style.
I'm a woman Phenomenally. Phenomenal woman, That's me.

Now you understand Just why my head's not bowed.
I don't shout or jump about Or have to talk real loud. When you see me passing, I ought to make you proud I say,
It's the click of my heals, The bend of my hair, The need for my care.
'Cause I'm a woman Phenomenally. Phenomenal woman, That's me.

Monday, June 13, 2005

See the Grammatron

"GRAMMATRON is grappling with the idea of spirituality in the electronic age." The New York Times
"A colosssal hypertext hydrogen bomb dropped on the literary landscape..." Time-Warner's Pathfinder
"A rollercoaster ride through textspace...click to enter GRAMMATRON and you're pulled into a machine eye's view of both storytelling and story theory...intense."MSNBC's The Site
"Amerika's work exemplifies how online literary creations are developing into an entire multi-media experience...hypertext works like GRAMMATRON are far a few between." Wired
"...the first major Internet-published work of fiction to produce an experience unique to the medium."The Village Voice
"The end of postmodernism andthe beginning of Avant-Pop."Die Zeit
"The world's most ambitious cybernovel."The Australian

http://www.grammatron.com/index2.html