November 7
Bagels
Got used to fresh bagels at the market. Helen has been put on fresh bagel assignment. I reckon she’ll blog about it in a minute or two.
josh nissenboim
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November 6
These hunting games seem sad. Someone needs to make a version where the gun is a plastic human head and instead of bullets you shoot kisses. And when the animals get hit they get really excited and jump up and down instead of dying.
November 5
Considering eating abandoned hot dog. Clean knife cut edge.
November 2
Make your own Puzzle = big deal
I’m so very tempted and have a lot of ideas about this.
The 1,500 piece one is expensive, but there is a circular one you can get for $26 and some smaller rectangles. I’m potentially spoiling Christmas gifts, but this is warranted.
October 28
Response to Tao Lin poem about Whale
i started a company with my friend 

the first day we made something pretty
the next day we met a new client
the next day we incorporated
the next day we made a bank deposit

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October 19
When I heard this was being made, I was beside myself with glee. Then the trailer came, and I promise I am not normally very mean, but it seems to demonstrate some of the worst acting, writing and directing I have ever seen in my life. I think it is far too late to start over.
October 12
Andrew Bird, but St. Vincent first. The light on the left on the speaker is frightening. It is automated and wildly scans the room. It does not look friendly, with a single sterile, pupilless eye as if to robotically open fire at any moment.
October 10
Professional
I get more exhausted by being afraid of getting hit by a car than I do by riding the bike.
October 8
October 5
Detail. Illustration of our Mt Sugarloaf triumph.
Hannah’s old chalkboard used to be one of the best artboards, and it’s back.
Chocolate banana cookie.
October 4
Oh and about the leaves turning and the churches and rivers and bridges. This is from the top of Mount Sugarloaf. We didn’t see any wildlife, so I’m still alive.
We saw a big wasps nest, and Hannah called me Shiva the Destroyer and told me not to eat red mushrooms and not to pick clumps of moss and move rocks and throw branches at the trees I thought they came from. I moved some acorns uphill and shook trees to rain on us because we needed refreshing. Got yelled at about that too.
Ring 2 1 Ring 4 3 Ring
There are bells in church in Montague, MA that go off every half hour. Maybe it’s the blatant awareness of increments of time, but the last hour feels like one of the fastest in my life. Do old people who live here notice the time between rings gradually decreasing?
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