Friday, October 3, 2008

thursday night bar fights in hollywood while charlie chaplain stole hat tricks and houdini disappeared.

(This is a Hat)

these are our ideas in our hat:

buy donut holes and throw them at passerby while hiding behind bushes.
Buy slingshots for previously mentioned donut holes.
Go for runs. Multiple runs all at once. Around tracks and around lakes and through parks and over hills and by swing sets.
Go to a park and swing on swings while pretending to be astronauts.
Have dance parties in the back of Janae’s truck.
Have dance parties in Josie’s bedroom loft.
Watch Harry Potter movies.
Have a tea party with little tiny cupcakes that we’ve baked and pretty tablecloths and candles that DON’T smell like anything.
go to the spunky monkey for Janae to sing karaoke.
Buy bouncy balls and play the bouncy ball game in empty parking lots after midnight.
Blow bubbles and shoot people with squirt guns.
Make macaroni faces on paper plates.
Cover our hands in elmers glue and peel it off when it dries.
Jump a rope.
Bring people pancakes for breakfast.
Play on the train tracks and take pictures.
Gross each other out with nasty popping noises.
Play scrabble or monopoly.
write love letters to anonymous recipients who live on nicely named streets like irving or klickitat. 
make prank phone calls like we used to.


Wednesday, September 17, 2008

oh no you just did not

but i did! I set up a flickr account!

check it: www.flickr.com/photos/ciancaandbjord
 
and Janae's and my website will be up and running hopefully sometime soon, so save the address:

www.ciancaandbjord.com

in the meantime watch this:


Friday, September 12, 2008

love letters and eraser fights



I collect ridiculous items, both tangibly and imaginarily ("imaginarily" belongs to my collection of useful made-up words). This morning around 8:49 I began a mental list of eraser shapes I would make if I were an eraser manufacturer or a rubber mechanic for Archie McPhee's. 

top 2 eraser ideas
(actually they were the only 2 I had before I got distracted)

a no. 2 pencil, authentically sized, shaped and colored, already sharpened


a chinese take-out box with white grains of rice-sized erasers




otherwise, in other words, speaking of exacerbated explorers

Marian is back, after a two-month distraction to someplace I wasn't invited. This time the weather has changed and she hasn't exploded into a million calico pieces yet. Instead, she is sitting curbside on an empty road because no one drives on the pavement in this city. Round water babies slide down her green umbrella, aging with gravity and dying in silent crystal firework splashes all around the rubber soles of her shoes as if they had been stars of silent films. (partial excerpt of a partial paragraph)

I wrote the last chapter before I had the beginning...and this is more or less somewhere in the middleish...so the glimmer train submission department will have to wait just a little longer for Marian to be bundled into their mailbox, courtesy of the U.S. Postal service.

chapter of fascinations

water bodies, especially ones with crashing waves that wish
 they were dragons and wolves and scream with magical starvation
 until i am coerced into martyrdom and leave soaking wet. 
case in point: camping on the Northwest coastline of Scotland.

beach storms in Lincoln City, when Nell can't sleep 
and the ocean tries to spit her body onto shore
but she can't stop diving for the shipwreck she doesn't want to find. 

mcrae ghosts and secrets and quirks and the intricacies of the general insanity 
my clan is adept at theatrically flaunting

pistols
revolvers
cowboys

bedtime stories: bartleby the scrivener

Saturday, September 6, 2008

graveyard haikus







lithography in the dark:

i would like to haunt something.


maliciously.

(poltergeist)














Wednesday, August 27, 2008

this word was made for me

my head:
it's that scene from Pride and Prejudice (the new one) where they are dancing and everyone else just disappears, only in this version the room is soaked with red, and taciturn and sociable have become synonymous.

stubborn:
–adjective
1.unreasonably obstinate; obstinately unmoving: a stubborn child.
2.fixed or set in purpose or opinion; resolute: a stubborn opponent of foreign aid.
3.obstinately maintained, as a course of action: a stubborn resistance.
4.difficult to manage or suppress: a stubborn horse; a stubborn pain.
5.hard, tough, or stiff, as stone or wood; difficult to shape or work.

[Origin: 1350–1400; ME stiborn(e), styborne, stuborn < ?]

stub·born·ly, adverb
stub·born·ness, noun



As in: "She stubbornly refuses to participate in this farce out of turn--and it has been his turn for quite some time."

As in: "Her stubbornness will not prove an asset."


i discovered treasure




Sunday, August 17, 2008

underwater reclining

Portland, Oregon

I forgot to bring a camera so here are some adventure images courtesy of google



the best place in the world





saturday morning





this guy was there, right next to the fountain






"we are dropping off the 3 musketeers"

i have a twin and johnny is 21 now--and we were left unattended in the alphabet district. We asked a girl in a vintage shop on 21st:
"do you know any good bars?"
"no, i don't drink around here."
10 minutes later she was hitting up happy hour ($4 martinis) at Virgo and Pisces.






classic mcrae







end of awake? possibly not. I've been drawing robots and writing about umbrellas for the last three hours, and now it sounds like a thunderstorm outside and inside. CocoRosie keeps my eyes open in a good way and Portland is a good place for girls who ride purple street bikes so I'll be moving next week.

this is what the moon looks like right now



Alcott in the 100s:
"josie, what do you want for your birthday?"
"a puppy"
"ok. what kind?"

Saturday, July 19, 2008

you need to stop speed dialing

i want a face stamp



and an elephant.


new writings: a guy who blows himself up with fireworks on a balcony. based on a true story. no joke, a few more nights of insomnia and it will be ready for print.

new (best) news: I might not have to go back to pullman.I'm writing in small small text so I don't get too excited in case it doesn't come true.

also

rock candy
soap boxes
xylophones
vibraphones
francophones
any phones but real phones

last
you can officially call me flaky; i'm no good at returning phone calls or emails
but i like snail mail, and i have nice handwriting.






Monday, July 14, 2008

staring awkward red

I SAW U
all the time.
next time
who does smile then
plus second title: blake is a spanish cowboy
i'm moving.

Saturday, July 12, 2008

moderate agnostic

Can I just make this a picture post? Yes.

grandma/larry


my new toys: boss rc-2 loop station and tuning pedals.


list of experiments and corrected grammatical issues:

i hate talking on the phone and learning pinochle should be mandatory in elementary school.
i like talking about mixers and microphones and synthesizers like this one:


i would make a stellar secret agent.