Happy Birthday to Matt!
Brooklyn, thanks for letting me know that.
I Polyvore you.
I was fascinated by your Ashbery notes, Matt, and don't know that poem at all but I think that's one of the Ashbery poems I might like.
There are many things I don't like about Ashbery's poems, but one of the things I like about Ashbery's poems is when one of his poems is like a house that's created in a suburban development that doesn't exist yet, so that's the only house on the maybe street and there are ridiculously imported trees set there, but they are real trees and a squirrel shows up and doesn't know whether it should go up this obviously "posed" tree or not and thinks, "Wow, this is really fucked up!" And the squirrel looks at the house, the tree, the house, the tree, the street that just ends and goes nowhere because there's a field where the asphalt just sort of peters out and the squirrel's brain implodes a little. And he just keeps thinking "that's fucked up, that's fucked up, that's so fucked up..."
I like that sort of Ashbery poem.
I think I'm the squirrel.
Brian Celio thanks for adding me on Facebook.
Even though I fucked your name up on my blog and called you Brian Cielo.
I made you Heaven.
And someone else who added me. I have no mind. Thanks!
We were just watching the DVR'ed episodes of American Idol, several of them.
I love that show.
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