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ned's atomic dustbin

In the interest of brevity (and from the soil of laziness) I am going to write just a few little things today:

I like to dance, all right? You'd never guess it by my self-conscious
back-and-forth at shows, but I do like to shake my ass around the casket. Now that my precious precious precious mp3 collection is farther than Coeur d'Alene, I've resorted to hookin g up a ghettofab stereo system (computer speakers, walkman) with all my old cassettes from 8th and 9th grade. On Saturday, before going to the Rainer Maria/Cinerama show, I was punching the air to "Grey Cell Green." I don't know why, but lately I've been going back to the old standbys. It's not exactly nostalgia; it's familiarity and the known-ness of something.

True confession: Once I stole some chocolate from Amer's on Liberty and Main. I overtipped the barista, as though that's some sort of moral compensation. Good stuff, that hot chocolate. Get it? Hot chocolate?

TREVOR BOYER, dear friend and wonderful person, looks like Edward Norton. A second viewing of Fight Club confirms this belief. I miss him.

DAVIDDE STELLA has a new web site. Not much of his photography is there yet, but his writing is, and that's nice stuff too.

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