thelemonrind.blogspot.com
the lemon rind: May 2005
http://thelemonrind.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html
The stuff Ajax and Dishwashing Liquids dream of. Monday, May 30, 2005. When I'm over and the water breaks. Sun shelled and full. Or sea laden.). That stacks upon like dinner plates. On a pin. Leaning. Fatally to where the waves awake. As sighs of mists. Dominoes; its insubtantial volume. Is the song of the sea. And of memories -. Posted by ken at Monday, May 30, 2005. Friday, May 27, 2005. Il y a une fois, dans une galaxie tres lointaine, lointaine. George Lucas in thought:. Anarkin's conversion to the d...
thelemonrind.blogspot.com
the lemon rind: August 2004
http://thelemonrind.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html
The stuff Ajax and Dishwashing Liquids dream of. Tuesday, August 17, 2004. Not very keen on blogging frankly, however I do spend some amount of my time each week creating little anecdotes in my head that unfortunately have no release. So, all these little anecdotes wriggling around need to end up somewhere more productive than down the mental sink right? Having already christened the site, circumcised the tip and now smoking that post-coital cigarette, I bid you all a warm welcome to the lemon rind.
thelemonrind.blogspot.com
the lemon rind: August 2005
http://thelemonrind.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html
The stuff Ajax and Dishwashing Liquids dream of. Saturday, August 13, 2005. I spent the night staying at the Youth Hostel in Colmar, why happens to be another story in which the time doesn't give an opportunity to recount. Posted by ken at Saturday, August 13, 2005. Thursday, August 11, 2005. An attempt at Chinese Quatrains in English .pt.2. The river cuts swiftly across heaven's border. Fishermen offer traditional rice pudding. From the middle of this ancient bridge. Wednesday, August 10, 2005. Little R...
thelemonrind.blogspot.com
the lemon rind: September 2004
http://thelemonrind.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html
The stuff Ajax and Dishwashing Liquids dream of. Tuesday, September 07, 2004. A Contemplative Moment of Regret. A Contemplative Moment of Regret. Were it not to stop and stare. With yearning eyes - yourself, there. Before those splintered words pierced. You, her, those battered chairs -. So prone to the weather's temper. Then, to scan further back. Some nights - a dishevelled bed. And the china still intact,. Had gone unnoticed in candlelight -. Food to mouth, urgent hands. Unlike now - calm, delicately.
thelemonrind.blogspot.com
the lemon rind: April 2005
http://thelemonrind.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html
The stuff Ajax and Dishwashing Liquids dream of. Wednesday, April 27, 2005. Someday is anyday coming other than today. I have written squat the last two months. argh. Presumably pre-occupied with other things, which is no excuse for my own laziness. Is it possible to be enthusiastic yet parasitically wasted at the same time? Can passions run parellel lines with procrastination? Where is my muse? Having another exposition come end this week, will be out for the next 15 days or so. Colmar, Alsace, France.
thelemonrind.blogspot.com
the lemon rind: February 2005
http://thelemonrind.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html
The stuff Ajax and Dishwashing Liquids dream of. Sunday, February 27, 2005. Great lightning, mediocre picture. While the picture above is obviously self-explanatory, some of you might not understand why I would take interest in a little grocery shop located in Montmartre, its reputation has been boosted immensely and is proud to present all the newspaper clippings about itself, located on the glass windows to the right. All due of course to. Les fabuleaux destin d'Amelie Poulain. Unfortunately, by the ti...
thelemonrind.blogspot.com
the lemon rind: November 2004
http://thelemonrind.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html
The stuff Ajax and Dishwashing Liquids dream of. Sunday, November 28, 2004. In Search of the Holy Grail. My generation can never truly know. How grave it was when they burned books. They were of course, burning winged demons. Or witches; and like little. Joan of Arcs - flowering pages. Were helplessly wilting in. The summer of 42. They knew that. Another's squiggle was like. An arrow in the foot and anothers' dots were. Polarized affirmations or rather,. Reflected upon a Freudian lake. Otherwise, I more ...
thelemonrind.blogspot.com
the lemon rind: June 2005
http://thelemonrind.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html
The stuff Ajax and Dishwashing Liquids dream of. Saturday, June 25, 2005. To the man who would be King. Nyah Nyah Nyah Nyah Nyah Nyah Nyah Nyah Nyah Nyah Nyah Nyah Nyah Nyah Nyah Nyah Nyah. Yes COUNT FOOLS, its the correct amount). I wanted to reply to the Multiply but. 1. either I didnt sign up 2. I forgot the Id and Password. But in anycase in case you people have any ideas, I don't intend to. hooked on friendster and this fooked up blog and its more than I can handle. really. Yeah, I have. Just went t...
thelemonrind.blogspot.com
the lemon rind: March 2005
http://thelemonrind.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html
The stuff Ajax and Dishwashing Liquids dream of. Tuesday, March 29, 2005. Just a little thank you and apology for those who've been checking this site for updates only to be disappointed. "You truly have nothing else better to do and being so sweet to me at the same time" is the best compliment I can give without being overtly mawkish. Posted by ken at Tuesday, March 29, 2005. Tuesday, March 08, 2005. Exit stage chased by a phallus). 1 I haven't read it. 2 I haven't watched the actual performance. The gr...
