before it deader than dead...

so new machine finally en route, but yesterday the current dying dinosaur do someting that make me feel it might dead completely before new ting reach, so as nobody seem to be fffing but me right now, lemme right-quick clear the few open tabs before this ting crash+burn for good and take the unarchived with it...
straight up useful and deserving of easy-access; how to write a scene (john august).
a good read, by a good friend [big-up ayo!] about design, and design in a place like sweet t+t...
another good read, that i want to say nothing about but the title: the curious case of lupe fiasco.
an[other read] unexpected but sweet follow to recent minshall linkage, this one for posterity and love of knowing we cultural history, lord of the dance...
as we gone visual, i enjoy that sexy comes bigger than size12...
and to end with a complete shift, not from visual but from sexy; i just love her expression and what "she built" and this piece of lego marketing (totally worth biggening the image)...

walk good.

clearance[+expedience]

dread, so many feffing tabs! after a year of feeling like i was maybe archiving too much in relation to writing too little here, las' few weeks is all fiction-posts and tabs just piling up, killing this dying machine dead. tings over a month old still open, other tabs saved randomly so i bounce them up in places i least expect and feel ahow for still not having posted...so no further ado and in no particular order:
this sharon millar story making guava jelly is chest-achingly beautiful.
this dude's intricate moleskine-sized art worth a look.
and as we on visuals, these deliciously curvy women delight my eyes enough that i need to be able to find the photos again.
titles say everything about why you should read how to raise hell in 3steps: on run-d.m.c., parliament, blackness and revolution and the best rapper alive, every year since 1979 (although, honestly, the joy of the latter not in the list of title-holders, but the discussion of why, inclusion+discussion of honourable mentions, and the remembering+replaying of tracks from back-when you forget you love).
something somewhat sobering, and not just for the american middle-class; upper-class businessman on why the middle-class can't get ahead; i eh no economist and eh know anything about the author but as a reasonably intelligent person with a solid understanding of reality, this make sense, not just in u.s.a. but all over, and it's fucking terrible.
lightening the mood, this one actually not for me, but because i'm too often surprised by how many people doh seem to know shit like this that i take for granted, take in 10 things i wish someone had told me about sex.
and even better than that, trinidad+tobago's top 10 funk+disco classics!
when you doh wanna give out your number, the bell hooks hotline...
very cool art history, masman minshall's "tall boys" are the ubiquitous inflatable dancing tube-men.
and before i switch to video, big-up marshawn lynch (that one you hadda search yourself, you'll have your pick of articles+footage, but how he not/dealing with the media making me love this dude i know nothing else about) and this awkward salesman with a bes' drum solo.
this one not about the video, but this music they making here is like the soundtracks of my dreams...

this is a gift from the gremlin who know my taste so well; ailey, robert battle's takademe

and a dream come true, bim, to watch all the time, anytime...

walk good.

fff#46

a shift from where my mind been lately; changing gears; raw sooncome...my flash fiction friday #46; [inclusions] trigger: maul, [maw/moor], more, mourn

rage endures. burns hard+bright but then can boil down and simmer silently until provoked to lash out, and when them blows come, is big men getting mauled. when you take+take, whatever it is that grinding you, that burning you, that making you bite down too hard too long, grows...anger blossoming at the corruption at every level, the apathetic and self-serving government officials, growing crime rates and decreasing detection+enforcement rates, sexism, racism, bigotry in every flavour, wilful ignorance, the needless, commonplace violence+brutality, mismanagement+waste of our natural+human resources, deterioration of our education system and our homes and our families as them we put on top show us with their selfish and unpatriotic actions time+time again: nothing here worth caring about...we not people worth saving...
sadness too...for the loss of a place with such potential; for squandering paradise...just because i doh mourn the same [way] as you doh make me immune to our losses; grief is something we each survive alone. people can help, bring distraction or brief comfort, but they cannot live inside you and brighten that dead place.
and the rage there in the sorrow too, too tired to show but bubbling under the surface still; unless the source is dealt with, anger festers+seethes; might stay quiet for a time but it still feeds, swallows more of you, takes over more of you until you find instead your head in the dragon's maw awaiting the deal with the devil to save you from your own wrath. until you find yourself out in the road, dress raised, panty expose to the universe, because to wine on them seem the only recourse left when they doh listen to we voices, to the gunfire, to our failing systems, to sense...
we feel abused+ignored. i feel abused+ignored, and out of options. i feel my moorings coming loose, my sense of myself in this place shaken, and that should never be. this place is myself. supposed to be myself...
maybe the problem is we doh know weself no more...

walk good.

flash fiction friday #46

flash fiction friday #46 [inclusions]trigger: maul, [maw/moor], more, mourn
i offer a choice between words[2/3] because we want challenge, not difficult-enough-to-intimidate; if you feel up to including both, sweet, do. i admit i intend to try, which i may later regret having said out loud, but my big mouth always been my tragic flaw, ent...
rules of engagement:
you will send in your suggestions for flash fiction friday triggers (starter sentences/phrases, closers, titles, inclusions, structural challenges, etc.) anytime during the week up to 11.55a.m. friday, trinbago timezone; i will post the new fff trigger by noon friday trinbago timezone.*
if your trigger is not chosen and you think it is too brilliant not to be chosen, you will send it in again the next week.
you will write an anecdote, short story, song or novel length prose poem using the trigger provided.
you will add comments and appropriate linkage to my trigger-post indicating your desire to participate and the completion of your piece (don't need a blogger/gmail account to comment on my blog).
you may join in at any time prior to the deadline.*
you will display your piece as a post on your own blog (or as a comment on my trigger-post or fasbook note or whaever, once we can all read it- please make sure we can all access the link to read it, not just those who are your friends on fasbook; there's a way to create public links for that, right?).
you will be done by monday noon trinbago timezone.*[in light of collective busyness and my general mentality, i not pressed about these deadlines 'cause i'd rather have fun reading late than never, so if you want to fff past deadline, go through hard, just make sure you comment on the appropriate trigger-post so we know which it belongs to, and if is a real old trigger, comment on the most recent post as well so we know something new to back-back+read...if nobody fffs i'll leave the same trigger up until at least 1person other than myself writes a piece]*
write fresh!
walk good.