SHRINE OF THE MALL NINJA- February 29, 2008 Do not consume liquids while reading this . Except as a printout.http://www.williamgibsonbooks.com/blog/2008_02_01_archive.asp#2258428434317810483 "YOKO ONO"- February 25, 2008 And just when I was thinking punk is dead, comes this unadulterated brilliance from Germany's Die rzte"Du hast mir nichts als Pech gebrachtHast mich nur belogenDu hast mich lcherlich gemachtMEIN KONTO BERZOGENDu nervst noch mehr als Yoko OnoGehst mir tierisch auf den Sack(Du) haust nicht ab aus meiner Wohnung(Du) hast einen beschissenen Musikgeschmack"Which the mighty Babelfish chooses to render as:You do not have me anything as pitch brought haste me only deceived you have me ridiculously...http://www.williamgibsonbooks.com/blog/2008_02_01_archive.asp#121964067124597684 THE STREET AS PLATFORM- February 17, 2008 As rendered by Dan Hill . Extraordinary.Hat-tip to Bruce Sterlinghttp://www.williamgibsonbooks.com/blog/2008_02_01_archive.asp#8301117498182138852 ...BUT DIFFERENT- February 13, 2008 john.he.ishttp://www.williamgibsonbooks.com/blog/2008_02_01_archive.asp#985611042140443098 MONET'S POPPIES- February 12, 2008 Did somebody want to see them in a hotel room with a hat-tip to Fashionpolicehttp://www.williamgibsonbooks.com/blog/2008_02_01_archive.asp#272474869323616748 DRESS BLUES- February 9, 2008 What can you see from your windowI can't see anything from mine.Flags on the side of the highwayand scripture on grocery store signs.Maybe eighteen was too early.Maybe thirty or forty is too.Did you get your chance to make peace with the manbefore he sent down his angels for youMamas and grandmamas love you'cause that's all they know how to do.You never planned on the bombs in the sandor sleeping in your dress blues.Your wife said this all would be funnywhen you came back home in a week.You'd...http://www.williamgibsonbooks.com/blog/2008_02_01_archive.asp#7461753335642829499 THE DEVIL IS MY RUNNING MATE- February 8, 2008 The devil is my running mate.This here is his favorite stateSorry you folks had to wait.He always likes to show up late.No, that ain't a rainbow son.It's streetlamps on petroleumLet's pull in here and get us some.Supplies are running out now.It ain't the reason for the war.That's meanness boy and nothing more.They tried to do this all before,but Daddy wouldn't let them.Sometimes I don't know what I got into.Sometimes I can't stand to read my name.Sometimes I can only hear their voicescasting me.http://www.williamgibsonbooks.com/blog/2008_02_01_archive.asp#393231074063364305 |