tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-56085761840296781022011-04-21T21:25:16.529-04:00JACKhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06041014583130265557noreply@blogger.comBlogger81100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5608576184029678102.post-84925443132058586652008-11-14T01:37:00.000-05:002008-11-14T01:38:31.857-05:00<a href="http://www.zshare.net/audio/51306975db064234/"><span style="font-weight:bold;">you go your way, i'll go your way too</span></a><br /><br /><div><br /></div><div>fuck</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5608576184029678102-8492544313205858665?l=forestlines.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>JACKhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06041014583130265557noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5608576184029678102.post-56607709537160886342008-10-08T00:12:00.004-04:002008-10-08T00:19:51.367-04:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2293/2179930812_e09c5298da_o.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2293/2179930812_e09c5298da_o.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /></br><br /></br><br /></br><br />Have you always been this person? <br /></br><br /></br><br /></br><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KcHjAUhtSrk&hl=en&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KcHjAUhtSrk&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5608576184029678102-5660770953716088634?l=forestlines.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>JACKhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06041014583130265557noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5608576184029678102.post-90755085844622497482008-10-05T16:30:00.001-04:002008-10-05T16:33:24.334-04:00<a href="http://www.zshare.net/audio/2002565147a253c2/" target="_blank" ><p><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;">The Robot Ate Me: They Ate Themselves</span><br /><br /></p></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5608576184029678102-9075508584462249748?l=forestlines.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>JACKhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06041014583130265557noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5608576184029678102.post-2324144186795792412008-09-29T21:53:00.006-04:002008-09-29T22:04:06.938-04:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3114/2899993917_79a0679984.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3114/2899993917_79a0679984.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /></br><br /><a href="http://www.megavideo.com/?v=WKU1S4FL"><span style="font-weight:bold;">Mister Lonely</span> (Watch)</a><br /><a href="http://www.amazon.com/Mister-Lonely-Diego-Luna/dp/B001DJ7PQY/ref=pd_bbs_sr_1?ie=UTF8&s=dvd&qid=1222739874&sr=8-1"><span style="font-weight:bold;">Mister Lonely</span> (Buy)</a><br /><a href="http://www.megaupload.com/?d=CJ1MW845"><span style="font-weight:bold;">Mister Lonely</span> by J. Spaceman and Sun City Girls</a><br /><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Harmony_Korine"><span style="font-weight:bold;">Harmony Korine</span></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5608576184029678102-232414418679579241?l=forestlines.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>JACKhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06041014583130265557noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5608576184029678102.post-5146067211779810512008-09-27T13:17:00.006-04:002008-09-27T13:24:54.306-04:00<a href="http://www.zshare.net/audio/1953012319197075/" target="_blank" ><p><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:1000%;">X:</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:1000%;">We're</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:1000%;">Desperate</span><br /></p></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5608576184029678102-514606721177981051?l=forestlines.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>JACKhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06041014583130265557noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5608576184029678102.post-19879988766290874952008-09-25T15:49:00.005-04:002008-09-25T15:53:25.872-04:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3044/2887604283_cfee4e6fd8_o.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3044/2887604283_cfee4e6fd8_o.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3146/2887603945_5e1058bf23_o.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3146/2887603945_5e1058bf23_o.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3085/2887604127_8d1a45bc6e_o.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3085/2887604127_8d1a45bc6e_o.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5608576184029678102-1987998876629087495?l=forestlines.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>JACKhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06041014583130265557noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5608576184029678102.post-91071926392559004182008-09-25T15:27:00.004-04:002008-09-25T15:37:22.485-04:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v255/balkongen/blogpics/mla_lomo_s.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v255/balkongen/blogpics/mla_lomo_s.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://www.zshare.net/audio/194093018dd7d0b9/">You Don't Wanna Be My Girlfriend, Phoebe<br /></a><br /><a href="http://www.zshare.net/audio/194094657970cef6/">Gigi Leung Is Dead</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5608576184029678102-9107192639255900418?l=forestlines.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>JACKhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06041014583130265557noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5608576184029678102.post-30961693446031388442008-09-25T15:13:00.001-04:002008-09-25T15:15:51.140-04:00<span style="font-weight:bold;">Luciferin</span><br />by Dean Young<br /><br />"They won't attack us here in the Indian graveyard."<br />I love that moment. And I love the moment<br />when I climb into your warm you-smelling<br />bed-dent after you've risen. And sunflowers,<br />once a whole field and I almost crashed,<br />the next year all pumpkins! Crop rotation,<br />I love you. Dividing words between syl-<br />lables! Dachshunds! What am I but the inter-<br />section of these loves? I spend 35 dollars on a CD<br />of some guy with 15 different guitars in his shack<br />with lots of tape delays and loops, a good buy!<br />Mexican animal crackers! But only to be identified<br />by what you love is a malformation just as<br />embryonic chickens grow very strange in zero<br />gravity. I hate those experiments on animals,<br />varnished bats, blinded rabbits, cows<br />with windows in their flanks but obviously<br />I'm fascinated. Perhaps it was my early exposure<br />to Frankenstein. I love Frankenstein! Arrgh,<br />he replies to everything, fire particularly<br />sets him off, something the villagers quickly<br />pick up. Fucking villagers. All their shouting's<br />making conversation impossible and now<br />there's grit in my lettuce which I hate<br />but kinda like in clams as one bespeaks<br />poor hygiene and the other the sea.<br />I hate what we're doing to the sea,<br />dragging huge chains across the bottom,<br />bleaching reefs. Either you're a rubber/<br />gasoline salesman or like me, you'd like<br />to duct tape the vice president's mouth<br />to the exhaust pipe of an SUV and I hate<br />feeling like that. I would rather concentrate<br />on the rapidity of your ideograms, how<br />only a biochemical or two keeps me<br />from becoming the world's biggest lightning bug.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5608576184029678102-3096169344603138844?l=forestlines.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>JACKhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06041014583130265557noreply@blogger.com0