Tempus Fugit

Well, the week slips by without posting any entries — the desktop fills up with links, all the same — but I had been trying to catch up, or tread water, on weekends. This weekend I realized that I had missed to weekends straight, which meant my most recent postings were almost a month since my last batch. Heavy sigh. And I'm betting that month was real time, and not the imaginary time that passes in the delusional bubble with which I'm shrouded. Oh, well.
Every Saturday morning after breakfast I sit down in front of the computer and read the Internet from cover to cover. And every week, there's something new out there. Mostly short phrases and lots of pictures.

One of my new favorite blogs is Overheard in New York — real detritus from the streets of NYC. Some samples:

Lesbian chick #1: ...so that's why I'm in favor of putting birth control in the water.
Lesbian chick #2: How does that work?
Lesbian chick #1: What do you mean? You just put it in the water.
Lesbian chick #2: But what if they don't go in the water?
Lesbian chick #1: ...no, the drinking water.
Lesbian chick #2: Oh. That makes more sense. Sorry, I don't know how those straight people do these things.
     F train

Girl #1: He was a little too Spock and not enough Kirk.
Girl #2: What?
     F train

(A son is moving a table into the back of the truck.)
Mom: Be careful not to bend the legs when you push it in.
Son: That's what she said.
Mom: What?
     30th and Lex

Woman: Oh my God?! Did you just pee on me?
Man: I dunno what you're talking about, you crazy.
     NY Public Library, 5th Ave & 40th St.

I fell in love with gridskipper, "the urban travel guide, when I found this collection of images, The New York That Might Have Been.

Then there's The Gurgling Cod:

The man might want you to take granny to The Passion Reloaded, or whatever. Don't. While the cinetrix burrows back toward daylight, allow me to suggest a much more palatable alternative, out this week in piping hot 2 DVD format: Easter Parade. My Easter Movie focus group suggests that 73% prefer "Fred Astaire dancing," to 8% for "Jim Caviezel being flayed for 52 minutes instead of an hour," with 19% "not sure."

Blink o Rama is, well, pictures of people blinking. It's really more fun than it sounds. I think.

Pink is the new Blog is just lots of inane pictures with bitchy text added.

One of the more interesting phenomena this month is the rise of the Gay Male Porn Star and Gay Male Escort as blogger. Once upon a time a picture would suffice, but now sex workers have to be literate as well. Welcome to the new service economy. Some notable examples — and you should probably assume they're not work-safe, unless you're in the profession.

15 Minutes...
adventures in being
the munroe monument
Notthatboy
naked city boys

Finally, while not technically a Gale Male Porn Star, there is http://www.britneyspears.com.

Now that the chaos has subsided, I finally feel as though I have the control I've wanted over my own destiny. I'm in a place where I can take Kabbalah seriously and truly learn from it.