Has anyone seen the new Star Wars yet? I am eager for real reviews (i.e., not the press) about it. I’ve been less than thrilled with the previous two but will see this one nonetheless.
I clicked on the news not expecting that I would find anything really other than the usual crap about Michael Jackson and Paula Abdul but oh good god is this a horrible, shattering story: Bodies of Missing Girls Found in Illinois. Who could be such a beast to do this?
My favorite person in the world has created a blog called All Belongs (it’s an anagram) and I think it’s swell. So if you are interested in application design, technical writing, the user experience, or rants about abuse of the written word, you may want to bookmark it.
New at Pindeldyboz, fiction by the amazingly talented, Maryanne Stahl: Adult or Something.
poem for 5.9.05:
Domestic Mysticism
by Lucie Brock-Broido
Interesting interview with Charles Simic in The Paris Review:
We think best when we bring opposites together, when we realize that all these realities, one inside the other, are somehow connected. That’s how the wonder and amazement that are so necessary to both poetry and philosophy come about. A “truth” detached and purified of pleasures of ordinary life is not worth a damn in my view. Every grand theory and noble sentiment ought to be first tested in the kitchen—and then in bed, of course.
Britney’s ‘golden’ positive pregnancy test bought by online casino (this is the same place that bought the Virgin Mary grilled cheese sandwich):
Golden Palace spokesman Drew Black confirmed the acquisition by saying, “It’s hard to put a price on Britney Spears’ urine. We don’t know for certain, of course. Obviously, it’s her alleged pregnancy test. I wasn’t there when she took the test.”
The talented Claudia Smith has a great new story at Fiction Warehouse–read it here: Snow Squall
This is General Sherman, a Sequoia, and the “largest living thing on Earth” (not the tallest or the biggest, but the largest). The man in the photo is a stranger.





