Experimental, impressionistic sub-paragraph tumblin' (think obstsalat)



I looked at you for the very first time
You’re like a river running through my mind
They say we’re young, we don’t know what we do
But i can’t make it if i can’t have you
— Dead Moon, Over The Edge

But it’s all I’m doing now
Listening for patterns in the sound
Of an endless static sea
But once the satellite’s deceased
It blows like garbage through the streets
Of the night sky to infinity
— Bright Eyes, Easy/Lucky/Free




Why should I go where everyone goes?
Why should I do what everyone does?
I don’t like it when you get too close
I don’t want to be under your thumb
— Die Toten Hosen, Pushed Again

17:57 <chrissturm> chris2: ich hatte ja die hoffnung dass ich dich mit einem suicide girls lifetime abo anstellen kann ;)
17:57 <chris2> chrissturm: WHEEEE. wohin muss ich kommen? :-P

You’re all I believe
I told my best friend
You’re all I believe
So why are you running?
— Juliette & the Licks, Seventh Sign

Manfield Mansion



And here’s to you, Mrs. Robinson
Jesus loves you more than you will know
God bless you please, Mrs. Robinson
Heaven holds a place for those who pray
— Simon and Garfunkel, Mrs. Robinson

13:53 <rretzbach> So, jetzt mach ich wieder bisschen perl.
13:53 <rretzbach> Ist einfach eleganter als Haskell
13:54 <et> "ich kann gar nicht soviel essen wie ich kotzen will" faellt mir da ein
13:54 <rretzbach> :>

Sweet reunion, Jamaica and Spain
We’re like how we were again
I’m in the tub you on the seat
Lick your lips as I soak my feet
— Amy Winehouse, You Know I’m No Good


I just want to scream…hello…
My god its been so long, never dreamed you’d return.
But now here you are, and here I am.
Hearts and thoughts they fade away.
— Pearl Jam, Elderly Woman Behind the Counter in a Small Town


I’ll swallow poison, until I grow immune.
I will scream my lungs out till it fills this room.
How much difference…?
How much difference does it make?
— Pearl Jam, Indifference

(Almost) Summer Solstice



Saw things…saw things…saw things…saw things…
Once you were in my rearview mirror.
— Pearl Jam, Rearviewmirror


It’s a long road out of here
When you love me like you do
It’s too hard for me to leave you
— Juliette & the Licks, Long Road Out of Here


Moo werewolf minicards
ThoughtTipp: Eingetrocknete Eddings kann man mit der Spitze in Wasser halten—dann gehen sie gar nicht mehr.

I never got to tell you
What I wanted to
And I cry about it now
I never got to tell you
What you meant to me
And I cry about it now
— Juliette & the Licks, I Never Got to Tell You What I Wanted to

pearl jam

Ja, was ich hier geschrieben habe, macht im Einzelnen überhaupt nicht den Anspruch auf Neuheit; und darum gebe ich auch keine Quellen an, weil es mir gleichgültig ist, ob das was ich gedacht habe, vor mir schon ein anderer gedacht hat. — Ludwig Wittgenstein, Tractatus Logico-Philosophicus

15:03 <rretzbach> Also es macht auch mir Spaß.
15:03 <rretzbach> Und an dummen Dingen hab ich keinen Spaß.
15:04 <rretzbach> Das schließt Frauen UND Menschen ein.
15:04 <chrissturm> hast du an dir selbst spass?
Southside Festival 2007 Vom Winde verweht


ThoughtI’m at Southside until Monday enjoying some good music. Have a nice weekend.
Storm Lamps

I see the world, feel the chill.
Which way to go? Windowsill.
I see the words on a rocking horse of time.
I see the verse in the rain.
— Pearl Jam, Release

11:44 <chris2> hi
11:45 <unfo-> hi
11:45 <raggi> hi
11:46 <essyaj> hi
11:46 <GarethAdams> hi
11:47 <dlecocq> hi
11:49 <scoopr> hi
Storm Warning

I will walk with my hands bound…
I will walk with my face blood…
I will walk with my shadow flag…
Into your garden, garden of stone.
— Pearl Jam, Garden



Hear my name. Take a good look. This could be the day.
Hold my hand. Walk beside me. I just need to say.
— Pearl Jam, Porch


Even flow, thoughts arrive like butterflies.
He don’t know so he chases them away.
Someday yet he’ll begin his life again.
Whispering hands gently lead him away…
— Pearl Jam, Even Flow



Now take me dancing
At the Disco
Where you buy your
I wanna ride on a white horse
I want to ride on a white horse
— Goldfrapp, Ride A White Horse

16:46 * stouset is back from the thing he can no longer talk about ;)
16:48 <LoganCapaldo> The NDA took stouset's voice away

Here we go again
We’re going round and round
Here we go again
We’re going round and round
— Goldfrapp, You Never Know


Olympia Day 5106.jpg
20:06 <chris2> ich werde die logs drucken lassen
20:06 <rretzbach> chris2: Dann zerkratz ich dein Auto im 2nd life.

It is our function as artists to make the spectator to see the world our way,
not his way.
— Le Tigre, Slideshow at Free University


More crackers please, more crackers please
You want what you want but you don’t wanna be on your knees
Who does your… who does your hair?
— Le Tigre, Deceptacon



You were my oxygen
The thing that made me think I could escape
This is a thank you song for Les and Ray
— Le Tigre, Les and Ray

Come in tower
All our data’s wrong
Research inconsistent
We misread it all
— Le Tigre, Phanta



Egypt-043-June 02- 2007

Nothing beside remains: round the decay
Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare,
The lone and level sands stretch far away.
— P. B. Shelley, Ozymandias of Egypt

19:42 <chris2> also gehts kreuz und quer
19:42 <chris2> ich muss bei grid halt an karopapier denken
19:43 <eTM> ich eher an klopapier

What’s Yr Take on Cassavetes?
What’s Yr Take on Cassavetes?
What’s Yr Take on Cassavetes?
What’s Yr Take on Cassavetes?
Misogynist? Genius?
Misogynist! Genius!
Misogynist! Genius!
Misogynist! Genius!
— Le Tigre, What’s yr take on Cassavetes

Crazy sparklers
13:00 <penpen> Pfandautomatenarm
13:00 <penpen> Noch geiler als Tennisarm :)
02:08 <replikant> grammatik witz: "dort drueben wird ein maedchen vergewaltigt!" - "los, jungs, helfen wir ihm!"


Some Tight Fans

And you can struggle all your life
Or make it overnight
Baby you got the talent
But we re looking for a different type–
— Dan Bern, Company Town

20:48 <entropie> ich lass mich total gerne ablenken
20:48 <chris2>
20:48 <entropie> vorzugsweise von einer 1 80 grossen, dunkelhaarigen wohlgeformten tuss'
20:49 <penpen> entropie: ist das nicht lästig die ganze Zeit den Kopf im Nacken?
20:49 <entropie> penpen: ne. kopf? nacken? ne
20:49 <penpen>
20:49 <entropie>
Thoughtstrace -c is worth gold.
20:36 * entropie kann sich nich erinnern jemals was vergessen zu haben
Panorama tramonto 15.06.07

That when the rain comes down
And the first-born-son is taken
And the clouds darken the town
They will pass over
— Dan Bern, They Will Pass Over

ThoughtIf your Erlang gen_tcp code is horribly slow (actually prim_inet:recv), try {nodelay, true}.


dextroamphetamine 10mg (14.5 tabs); adderall xr 20mg (19.0 capsules)

So now as I’m leavin’
I’m weary as Hell
The confusion I’m feelin’
Ain’t no tongue can tell
The words fill my head
And fall to the floor
If God’s on our side
He’ll stop the next war.
— Bob Dylan, With God On Our Side

Nicht mit uns!

Ich hab Abitur
Ich bin so stolz dafür
Ich hab mich jahrelang so durch geschwitzt
Doch jetzt ist die Sache voll geritzt
Ich hab den Beweis, dass ich nicht blöd sein kann
Wer hätte das je von mir gedacht?
— Die Toten Hosen, Abitur



Well it’s Ninth and Hennepin
All the doughnuts have names that sound like prostitutes
And the moon’s teeth marks are on the sky
Like a tarp thrown all over this
And the broken umbrellas like dead birds
And the steam comes out of the grill
— Tom Waits, 9th & Hennepin

Two strawberries

Uncle Phil can’t live without his pills
He has emphysema and he’s almost blind
And we must find out where the money is
Get it now before he loses his mind
— Tom Waits, Cemetery Polka


163 - Blue Chair

Slip him a picture of our Jesus
Or give him a spoon to dig a hole
What all he done ain’t no one’s business
But he’ll need blankets for the cold
— Tom Waits, Walking Spanish

18:17 <shevy> weiss einer von euch wie libtool funktioniert?
18:17 <chris2> lol
18:17 <chris2> dreh dich um und renn, shevy

Drank with all the Chinamen,
walked the sewers of Paris
I danced along a colored wind,
dangled from a rope of sand
You must say goodbye to me
— Tom Waits, Singapore

ThoughtWWDC over twitter worked great, but was a bit stressful… over 130 updates in a single hour.



Here come the Big Black Mariah, here come the Big Black Mariah
Here come the Big Black Mariah, I seen that big black Ford
Cut through the canebrake, oh yeah
— Tom Waits, Big Black Mariah

Said roar, roar, the thunder and the roar
Son of a bitch is never coming back here no more
The moon in the window and a bird on the pole
We can always find a millionaire to shovel all the coal
Clap hands, clap hands, clap hands, clap hands
— Tom Waits, Tom Waits Clap Hands

the european
13:15 <et> #suse ist unglaublich
13:15 <et> ich mein, die leute in ##php sagen wenigstens dass sie python oder ruby lieber moegen
13:15 <et> aber die in #suse sind die von ihrer kackdistro so ueberzeugt … ;)



‘Bout four in the morning on a Sunday
Sacco drinking whiskey in church
Half pint of Festival brandy
That boy ‘bout to fall right off his perch
— Tom Waits, Union Square

16:53 <rretzbach> kackboon
16:53 <chris2> rretzbach.leber.delete :laus
16:53 <rretzbach> NoLausException
16:54 <rretzbach> btw wieso ist meine leber public?!
16:54 <shevy> wegen organspende 2.0
16:54 <rretzbach> lol
16:54 <rretzbach> stimmt ja

My head is spinning round, my heart is in my shoes, yeah
I went and set the Thames on fire, oh, now I must come back down
She’s laughing in her sleeve boys, I can feel it in my bones
Oh, but anywhere I’m gonna lay my head, I’m gonna call my home
— Tom Waits, Anywhere I Lay My Head

turbines on the 5


Splash ! - The dancing egg (l'Ou com balla)

There’s a hole in the ladder, a fence we can climb
Mad as a hatter, you’re thin as a dime
Go out to the meadow, the hills are a-green
Sing me a rainbow, steal me a dream
— Tom Waits, Diamonds & Gold

16:08 <entropie> ihr dreht euch ein wenig im kreis
16:09 <rretzbach> entropie, kann es sein, dass sich lediglich der Raum in eine Kugel verwandelt?
Gotta Run!

Must be blind love, only kind of love is stone blind love
Blind love, the only kind of love is stone blind love
With your blind love, oh it’s blind love, stone blind love
It’s your stone blind love
— Tom Waits, Blind Love


Oakland Chinatown 4

Banging on the table with an old tin cup
Sing I’ll never kiss a Gun Street girl again
Never kiss a Gun Street girl again
I’ll never kiss a Gun Street girl again
— Tom Waits, Gun Street Girl

The Lone Sentry

So hang down your head for sorrow, hang down your head for me
Hang down your head, hang down your head, hang down your head Marie
— Tom Waits, Hang Down Your Head


variations of red

Was wir wollen, können wir erreichen.
Wenn wir wollen, stehen alle Räder still.
Wir haben keine Angst zu kämpfen,
denn die Freiheit ist unser Ziel.
Denn die Freiheit ist unser Ziel.
Alles, was uns fehlt, ist die Solidarität.
Alles, was uns fehlt, ist die Solidarität.
— Ton Steine Scherben, Solidarität

23:19 <replikant> ja penpen ist als gespraechspartner eine rekursive baumstruktur

There are no mistakes in life some people say
It is true sometimes you can see it that way.
But people don’t live or die, people just float.
She went with the man
In the long black coat.
— Bob Dylan, Man In The Long Black Coat

Sunset on the Tennessee River

We live in a political world,
Where peace is not welcome at all,
It’s turned away from the door to wander some more,
Or put up against the wall.
— Bob Dylan, Political World

22:00 <chris2> aja, der emacs 22 ist ja draussen
22:00 <penpen> chris2: so lange er da bleibt
22:00 <chris2> oh penpen ;)
22:00 <chris2> aber du bist wenigstens amüsant
22:01 <chris2> wenn auch deine witze so trocken sind, dass es amüsand heissen müsste


ThoughtI’m in Munich on holiday, Anarchaia will resume publishing Thursday, June 7th. Have a good time.

I and I
In creation where one’s nature neither honors nor forgives.
I and I
One says to the other, no man sees my face and lives.
— Bob Dylan, I and I

16:49 <mog> offly quiet here
16:56 <vegai> Everything works too much
16:58 <matt_c> we have nine nines of silence.
16:59 <mog> heh
16:59 <MachinShin> haha

And them Caribbean winds still blow from Nassau to Mexico
Fanning the flames in the furnace of desire
And them distant ships of liberty on them iron waves so bold and free,
Bringing everything that’s near to me nearer to the fire.
— Bob Dylan, Caribbean Wind

*~i love you~*