I'm Pillowed and Padded, Pale and Puffing

Any chance to play that I will, and my new policy of what the fuck, it's the weekend lends itself as well as the fact that Leslie Nielsen was born eighty-six years ago today, so. Yes, the fonts have changed, it was a total fuck-up, I was trying to do something else with the overnight header and fucked something up in blooger and couldn't find what I had, so 13-point Times New Roman from now until I fuck that up. This is of course an opening to further bleggalgazing, of which, lordy, I've satchels full, but instead, also too, the best joke ever:

• Pathologizing and privatizing Occupy.
• Occupy DC and its eviction.
• The Afghanistan report the Pentagon doesn't want you to read.
• The noise made by people.
• Are Americans done w/mcmansions? The ass building one behind us isn't.
• It takes no imagination to bet that Niall Ferguson is quite probably as insufferable an asshole as humanity can produce, and by all accounts it's true.
• It takes no imagination to bet that Andrew Breitbart is quite probably as insufferable an asshole as humanity can produce, and - HEH! - by all video accounts it's true.
• Romney praises himself as "severely cracker." It takes no imagination to be that Romney is quite probably as insufferable an asshole as humanity can produce, and by all accounts it's true.
• Frothy surges to 15 point national lead!
• The new improved no-more-tears drone!
• The chardonnay socialist. 
• The school man.
• Pied Cow partisan.
• Contemporary poetry and the aesthetics of failure.
• Poet's Work.
• Krapp's Last Tape.
• On the Japanese documentary, Godspeed You! Black Emperor. I know what CD's I'm digging out for the weekend.

[What Horror to Awake at Night]

Lorine Niedecker

What horror to awake at night

and in the dimness see the light.

               Time is white

               mosquitoes bite

I’ve spent my life on nothing.

The thought that stings. How are you, Nothing,

sitting around with Something’s wife.

               Buzz and burn

               is all I learn

I’ve spent my life on nothing.   

I’m pillowed and padded, pale and puffing

lifting household stuffing—

               carpets, dishes

               benches, fishes

I’ve spent my life on nothing.