to all the dead.... huzzzah

to all my faire posse, st. lazarus' guild of the danse macabre
i miss thee,

dm. forever

bedlam boys

for to see mad tom of bedlam
ten thousand years i'll travel
mad maudlin goes on dirty toes
fr to save her shoes from gravel

still i sing bonny boys
bonny mad boys
bedlam boys are bonny
for they all gor bare and they
live by the air......
and they want no drink nor money

now i repent that ever
poor tom was so disdain'd
my wits were lost when him i cross't
which makes me go thus chain'd

still i sing bonny boys
bonny mad boys
bedlam boys are bonny
for they all gor bare and they
live by the air......
and they want no drink nor money

my staff has murder'd giants
my bag a long knife carries
for to cut mince pies from children's thighs
and feed them to the fairies

still i sing bonny boys
bonny mad boys
bedlam boys are bonny
for they all gor bare and they
live by the air......
and they want no drink nor money

for the other nine verses search: Bedlam Boys

dreaming in technicolor

i have a very weird problem.
i live on two different planes and when they collide it's bad. just they other day i woke up having this inclination to buy a gift for a friend. i didn't know what but i was thinking (dreamin) about where i was going to go shopping for it and i was all excited. it was a korean market that had a of these great housewares, teapots, stone pots , herbs, chopsticks, mortar & pestles, hardware, etc... and the vibe of the place i remember being awesome. so like i said i was REALLY excited to go out shopping. while i was in the shower i came to the startling realization as i was remembering driving directions from my house. this place was not real. well, not in this plane. i was maneuvering around places in my dreams. this place is a very real place in my dreams. but not here. i know how to get to it there.

that is a very weird confession i just made.
i'm a weirdo though so i guess it's normal

to turn a black cat

twist the bones and bend the back
yikety, yakety, magikal mystikal
trim him of his baby fat
yikety, yakety, magikal mystikal
give him fur black as black
yikety, yakety, magikal mystikal
just like that

300

i might just go see 300...... just for the fun of it
and since reading AFROGEEKS comment i 'm sure i'll be throughly amused. i could just watch the trailer over and over to see dude yell " this is spartaaaaaaa! and kick broman into the pit.

that's probably the best scene of the movie

nalo hopkinson

met nalo hopkinson tonite at a reading in berkeley. she 's a great lady. she's even a weirdo like myself. wow.
her new book THE NEW MOON'S ARM'S seems like something really awesome though it's not like her other works. i was happy to find that someone other than myself and friends analyzes black women's roles in sci-fi or fantasy to such a degree. it's strange yet not so suprising. i am really encouraged now to promote my work.

now if i can just get that mechanical license.....i 'd be all set.


wow. it's almost as exciting as meeting octavia e. bulter.