Self Referencing Haiku

Eat the word sandwich
The bread is five syllables
And the meat? Seven

Marx Weeps

Traveling the halls of university today I happened upon a poster created by the Socialist Alliance, rallying support against the senseless slaughter occurring in Lebanon as a result of the Israeli military's actions.

The poster included the following statement: "US imperialism unleashes its attack dog in the middle east"

It must be a strange world that socialists live in, where lifeless nouns can unleash forces, canine or otherwise. I agree wholeheartedly with their sentiment; however their messaging needs some refining.

'Ticks and Leeches'

I hate scalpers; they have music fans targeted for an ass fucking. They buy up all the tickets available for concerts - sometimes in quantities of up to 20 at a time - in a deliberate attempt to ensure the venue sells out, and then they sell those tickets on eBay for exorbitant prices. I've never purchased anything from eBay before, and that's for a good reason. I'm stubborn. I don't like being outbid.

I just paid $140.00 to see The Strokes.

Ps - I'm off to see TV on the radio tonight. It should be a good show, if their new album is anything by which to judge.

I wonder if anyone outside of Australia would understand the coolness that is Ratcat?

Possibly not.

But every occupant of this troubled globe should know and love Big Audio Dynamite.

Must remember to get Yeah yeah yeahs tickets tomorrow!

And also, tomorrow I'll tell you about yet another failed romantic (mis)adventure that I had on Thursday night.

Black Holes and Revelations

I thought I was a fool for no one
Ooh baby I'm a fool for you
You're the queen of the superficial
How long before you tell the truth


You're walking along the street minding your own business when suddenly a gigantic, godlike hand reaches forth from the heavens and takes a hold of your entire body. Lifting you up through the clouds the hand sets your true self dancing upon their comforting cotton expanse. Free from the shackles of your mortal life, unbound from the dreary rules of everyday living you reach a state of Nirvana reserved only for Buddhist monks and the truly insane...

You've just listened to Muse's new album, Black holes and revelations.

Buy it. Buy it yesterday.

Sleep, where for art thou?

Look at the gawd damned time! Sleeping pills work on me like US styled democracy works in the Middle East. I'm thinking about crushing them up and mixing them in with my Milo.

Help?