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me</description><link>http://lennui-melodieux.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Randal Graves)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1418</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/ktQV" /><feedburner:info xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0" uri="blogspot/ktqv" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3146715698090395935.post-7637113998451845150</guid><pubDate>Mon, 13 Feb 2012 20:20:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-02-13T15:31:44.485-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">arcane rituals</category><category 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Add a bit o' his bio, brown M&amp;Ms, &amp; borrowed adolescence.

Not the worst I ever wrote, but the most should-stay-wrapped. Anyway, to red-blooded American males with sometimes-better-halves, nothing captures l'ésprit de Valentine's Day quite like sitting alone on the floor in lieu of the couch 'cause the skull's eye(s) is shot as bad as the mind's, jumping up from time to time &amp; shouting middle </atom:summary><link>http://lennui-melodieux.blogspot.com/2012/02/birds-do-it-bees-do-it-even-holding.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Randal Graves)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://img.youtube.com/vi/vKlOPKDTEhk/default.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>6</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3146715698090395935.post-7846968453958691406</guid><pubDate>Sat, 11 Feb 2012 13:36:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-02-11T12:24:00.568-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">hot thespian action</category><title>You know me, you can't resist, devil's grip, the iron fist, a play in one-half act</title><atom:summary>





















Characters
Miss Prunella Vulgaris, The Duchess of Hammer-on-Dulcimer, esteemed member of the Peonage
Juan, The Earl of Valdez, less esteemed member of the Peonage
Lemmy, noted baritone bassist &amp; collector of blow-em-up baubles
Fryer Bungy, English conjurer &amp; skillet gourmand

When we last left our intrepid Peonage, Christmas was nine kinds of crazy, but when we last last </atom:summary><link>http://lennui-melodieux.blogspot.com/2012/02/you-know-me-you-cant-resist-devils-grip.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Randal Graves)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uQ2QrUd4cLI/TzU4MVlErfI/AAAAAAAAIf0/L0bEGs14FDk/s72-c/faberge.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>12</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3146715698090395935.post-3499216624933087769</guid><pubDate>Fri, 10 Feb 2012 14:32:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-02-10T09:32:10.775-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">darkthroning in the woods</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">darkthroning in the city</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">cleveland</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">coworkers of the world unite in duh</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">ansel's spinning corpse</category><title>Home and away</title><atom:summary>
















Feathered friends don't let feathered friends do meth.



















That's better.



















Gloom is beautiful.



















Even as it clubs you over the head.



















Soaking it all in.
























Fine, Mr. Tree, we'll leave. But first --



















-- what's behind door number two?  
























Breakout, from </atom:summary><link>http://lennui-melodieux.blogspot.com/2012/02/home-and-away.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Randal Graves)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8JCoYS2DYIM/TzQonFrAGYI/AAAAAAAAIbU/CDBqQkxAZdA/s72-c/DSC08748.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>14</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3146715698090395935.post-7694725744356870071</guid><pubDate>Thu, 09 Feb 2012 15:25:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-02-09T10:25:31.957-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">arcane rituals</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">music</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">jeremiah was a bullfrog</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">coworkers of the world unite in duh</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">trenchant commentary on the human condition</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">radio free clevelandia</category><title>Love buzz</title><atom:summary>

Re: below; the new Van Halen, not Bleach, also a fine album.

Cast of characters
Miss Prunella Vulgaris, The Duchess of Hammer-on-Dulcimer, esteemed member of the Peonage
Juan, The Earl of Valdez, less esteemed member of the Peonage

The Towering Slab, interior.

DUCHESS: Is that all you've been listening to?
EARL: Yeah, until das Deutschlandenpackagen arrives.

fin 

True story.* This </atom:summary><link>http://lennui-melodieux.blogspot.com/2012/02/love-buzz.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Randal Graves)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://img.youtube.com/vi/IkKu3rDl0yw/default.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>15</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3146715698090395935.post-2994988709689977420</guid><pubDate>Wed, 08 Feb 2012 13:17:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-02-08T08:17:34.331-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">inside joke theatre</category><title>Waiting for Wotan #2</title><atom:summary>












♪ Would you like to smoke some pot, berserker ♫















"Ah stop singing and help me off with this bloody thing." 















♪ My love for you is stoned like rock, berserker ♫















"The stash, not in my boot, but my hat."
♪ People are bloody ignorant apes, berserker ♫</atom:summary><link>http://lennui-melodieux.blogspot.com/2012/02/waiting-for-wotan-2.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Randal Graves)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4qZQIFqVdLI/TyBjcWhBR8I/AAAAAAAAIR8/eULQnR31a9M/s72-c/berserker.png" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>13</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3146715698090395935.post-2031218672827013467</guid><pubDate>Mon, 06 Feb 2012 14:44:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-02-06T09:45:03.224-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">musical judgment</category><title>Everybody wants some, I want some too</title><atom:summary>From one theme to another; whether the weather's ever gonna blow snow? No, whether the new platter's a real go-getter. I consider(ed), &amp; ain't the least bit bitter even if we understand that youthful exuberance doesn't extend to the physical 'cause man, when I got up this morning, Marley's ghost ain't got no creak on me, but then I remembered I've got new old VH to spin again &amp; again, whee, </atom:summary><link>http://lennui-melodieux.blogspot.com/2012/02/everybody-wants-some-i-want-some-too.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Randal Graves)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aXDP39EvwCs/Ty2yEWo6udI/AAAAAAAAIas/ITtkEh8WPyI/s72-c/vh.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>16</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3146715698090395935.post-672045570129060142</guid><pubDate>Sat, 04 Feb 2012 14:58:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-02-04T10:03:31.096-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">i'd rather be darkthroning</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">cleveland</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">ye olde booke-worming</category><title>Hurts, don't it</title><atom:summary>No, not being stuck at work on a cloudy, yet non-rainy day, i.e. dreary to you shiny happys but pretty to me, though prime darkthroning weather is going to waste, though though (not a typo) waste is relative 'cause tomes &amp; ineffectual attempts at melodramatic beauty I blame this ball-point, but this:





















  
  
The devil.























   
The details.</atom:summary><link>http://lennui-melodieux.blogspot.com/2012/02/hurts-dont-it.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Randal Graves)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qVRo9k0E1mQ/Ty0mpILP23I/AAAAAAAAIaU/yWx2XdUe9Og/s72-c/DSC08742.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>12</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3146715698090395935.post-181535864678839755</guid><pubDate>Fri, 03 Feb 2012 17:17:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-02-03T12:17:44.608-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">football</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">cleveland</category><title>Not another one of these fucking things</title><atom:summary>
















The Fucking Giants vs. The Fucking Patriots: For reasons various and not-always-sporting, my veins are cataracts of hate as concerns this matchup, &amp; since I'm all about love, I am ashamed. Thus my embrace of positivity as the order of the day, feel the cosmic groove, mes amis, as both quarterbacks are lovely throwers, the Bryan Ferrys of the pigskin-chucking world, both sets of </atom:summary><link>http://lennui-melodieux.blogspot.com/2012/02/not-another-one-of-these-fucking-things.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Randal Graves)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uk0noij0d8c/Tyv8xF0-exI/AAAAAAAAIaM/9D-DMFnKdNE/s72-c/peace+man.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>13</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3146715698090395935.post-4005712447498155689</guid><pubDate>Thu, 02 Feb 2012 13:13:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-02-02T08:13:27.091-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">inside joke theatre</category><title>Waiting for Wotan #1</title><atom:summary>












♪ My love for you is like waiting, berserker ♫ 















"Nothing to be done."















♪ Would you like to muse on struggle, berserker ♫












  
  

"Wotan's not here, man."</atom:summary><link>http://lennui-melodieux.blogspot.com/2012/02/waiting-for-wotan-1.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Randal Graves)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4qZQIFqVdLI/TyBjcWhBR8I/AAAAAAAAIR8/eULQnR31a9M/s72-c/berserker.png" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>15</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3146715698090395935.post-6151565909444920564</guid><pubDate>Wed, 01 Feb 2012 13:46:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-02-01T08:46:14.809-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">darkthroning in the woods</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">ansel's spinning corpse</category><title>Ice Ice Baby</title><atom:summary>Stop, collaborate, &amp; listen
had to save this ice from destruction 
'cause yester noon gonna be 60 woo (i.e. ugh)









</atom:summary><link>http://lennui-melodieux.blogspot.com/2012/02/ice-ice-baby.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Randal Graves)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DOSiapUEsdE/Tyksfw3YTSI/AAAAAAAAIWs/6HW1Lid6sVE/s72-c/DSC08688.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>16</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3146715698090395935.post-6302245310830445118</guid><pubDate>Mon, 30 Jan 2012 14:29:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-01-30T09:29:31.038-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">the club days</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">narcissism</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">musical judgment</category><title>Nostalgia</title><atom:summary>














My great uncle Ralph once had a boat, which he could afford because he was a fireman for a very long time. Because he was a fireman for a very long time, he couldn't afford a big boat, but wee Randal &amp; siblings (just one, actually) &amp; cousins &amp; their acquaintances various &amp; sundry nevertheless got to oft motor (as passengers in hideous dayglo orange vests, natch) the north coast </atom:summary><link>http://lennui-melodieux.blogspot.com/2012/01/nostalgia.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Randal Graves)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FXo-UsvN27s/TyLEWI4s2DI/AAAAAAAAISE/1cr8DphVlxw/s72-c/vh.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>14</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3146715698090395935.post-5313818132327815380</guid><pubDate>Fri, 27 Jan 2012 17:23:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-01-27T12:23:26.877-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">darkthroning in the city</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">cleveland</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">coworkers of the world unite in duh</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">ansel's spinning corpse</category><title>Not-quite-night of the living peonage</title><atom:summary>Old shots always come in handy when I don't feel like posting about unimportant crap like Serious Issues &amp; the women who love them, on the next Jerry Springer.


















Not even arctic blasting can cross darkthroning off the to-do list. 



















Home away from work.



















Footprints of the Old Ones! They were here!



















Proof! Slightly askew </atom:summary><link>http://lennui-melodieux.blogspot.com/2012/01/not-quite-night-of-living-peonage.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Randal Graves)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PQgDb2XQVAs/TxlYUSRhR7I/AAAAAAAAINM/3Bnugo5ArJg/s72-c/DSC08613.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>12</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3146715698090395935.post-7158632443271198804</guid><pubDate>Thu, 26 Jan 2012 19:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-01-26T14:00:24.016-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">cinéma vérité</category><title>The Cautionary Tale of Home Cooking</title><atom:summary>  </atom:summary><link>http://lennui-melodieux.blogspot.com/2012/01/cautionary-tale-of-home-cooking.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Randal Graves)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TYtL3iq-5_8/TTGVK75yW3I/AAAAAAAAFkI/wSsaFGYEvQE/s72-c/starving.png" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>11</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3146715698090395935.post-3550852308217801166</guid><pubDate>Wed, 25 Jan 2012 13:27:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-01-25T08:27:31.565-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">doug henningism</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">there's nothing more exhilarating than pointing out the shortcomings of others</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">the side effects of slacking</category><title>Studio 54</title><atom:summary>
















Ours isn't velvet. Cheapskates.*

*yes, for whatever inscrutable reason, the Towering Slab does now indeed sport one of these, which I'm sure won't be abused, via clever assessment of seating arrangements, by certain colleagues averse to pitching in. Cocaine not included.</atom:summary><link>http://lennui-melodieux.blogspot.com/2012/01/studio-54.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Randal Graves)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8AXVtBn7g40/Tx_9nZ9qjQI/AAAAAAAAIR0/o5ntIi67zws/s72-c/line.png" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>16</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3146715698090395935.post-82509978071055152</guid><pubDate>Mon, 23 Jan 2012 15:09:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-01-23T10:12:50.076-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">i'm a lazy lazy man</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">it's just rain fine try and kill it</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">the side effects of slacking</category><title>Flabber, gasted into a stupor</title><atom:summary>





















exoteric: drone drone drone standard question 2
esoteric: existential yawn 
exoteric: drone drone drone standard question 3
esoteric: that that that that that isn't is
exoteric: drone drone drone standard question 5
esoteric: again
exoteric: with variation B
esoteric: I swear I killed you

Got shots from snowy last week, darkthroning natch, nah, not today. Lit a match under </atom:summary><link>http://lennui-melodieux.blogspot.com/2012/01/flabber-gasted-into-stupor.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Randal Graves)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OW2xh6lCja8/Tx14Oh62q_I/AAAAAAAAIRs/39FEIgxSAes/s72-c/DSC08650.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>11</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3146715698090395935.post-7501975760751168375</guid><pubDate>Sat, 21 Jan 2012 15:14:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-01-21T10:15:00.780-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">football</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">music</category><title>Even Smooth Jimmy Apollo was right 52% of the time</title><atom:summary>
















No, I'm not reminiscing about what happened next after last week's reminiscing, so after you read the following, buzz off. Show some respect to Judge Reinhold.  

The Fucking Ravens @ The Fucking Patriots: Here, the lesser of two rooting evils is New England as Pol Pot, which in raw corpses is an improvement over SuperHitler [ed. note: so named as to distinguish the original from</atom:summary><link>http://lennui-melodieux.blogspot.com/2012/01/even-smooth-jimmy-apollo-was-right-52.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Randal Graves)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OfDogYNVNkw/Txmk435QBUI/AAAAAAAAIRM/3QAn-u-yBbA/s72-c/after+the+drive.gif" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>10</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3146715698090395935.post-7933382530378322204</guid><pubDate>Fri, 20 Jan 2012 14:52:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-01-20T09:54:39.454-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">there's nothing more exhilarating than pointing out the shortcomings of others</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">the side effects of slacking</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">coworkers of the world unite in duh</category><title>Gender dynamics &amp; The Man</title><atom:summary>

Prologue: the Towering Slab, being not just a book depository, but a shelter from the elements, lures the occasional, unsuspecting homeless regular into its demonic newspaper jaw. Some admin types commence with hand-wringing various &amp; overt, but yours truly figures that if they aren't fucking with anyone, who gives a flying dinosaur. I know pterodactyls aren't dinosaurs. 

Act I: Last fortnight</atom:summary><link>http://lennui-melodieux.blogspot.com/2012/01/gender-dynamics-man.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Randal Graves)</author><thr:total>15</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3146715698090395935.post-5779123340696838420</guid><pubDate>Thu, 19 Jan 2012 14:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-01-19T09:39:11.546-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">bloggy goodness</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">music</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">coworkers of the world unite in duh</category><title>Façon de parler</title><atom:summary>

O Lord, suffrin' poster's block 
duh duh duh DUH 
Oughta see the runnin' snot
duh duh duh DUH 
Kiddin' kiddin' I swear, or not 
duh duh duh DUH 
Got me the this doggerel's better than what I pen &amp; that makes me so lonesome I could cry lugubrious tears of heartsick sad bereavement ja wohl bluuuuuues 

Stricken with flabbergast about being reduced to The Human Decoder Ring -- FYI homie, words </atom:summary><link>http://lennui-melodieux.blogspot.com/2012/01/facon-de-parler.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Randal Graves)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://img.youtube.com/vi/hKiz-QYMwlA/default.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>15</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3146715698090395935.post-8105094099721075594</guid><pubDate>Wed, 18 Jan 2012 13:14:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-01-18T08:14:28.185-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">soccer</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">trenchant commentary on the human condition</category><title>Every day is one of those days, or, posting as rote</title><atom:summary>

What I had almost written was almost interesting, almost swear. Almost.</atom:summary><link>http://lennui-melodieux.blogspot.com/2012/01/every-day-is-one-of-those-days-or.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Randal Graves)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://img.youtube.com/vi/LzDTih9xteQ/default.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>10</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3146715698090395935.post-4816772935161194046</guid><pubDate>Sat, 14 Jan 2012 14:10:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-01-14T09:11:00.132-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">football</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">oh my cthulhu it snows in cleveland in winter who knew</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">there's nothing more exhilarating than pointing out the shortcomings of others</category><title>Hello, Dean? You're a stupid head!</title><atom:summary>Since we remain tangentially on the subject of den Vinteren død, 


















that black streak bisecting the screen? A clear road. Je sais, je sais, low-hanging seed pods, but I don't host the most thought-provoking site 'round town.

Now, onto vastly more important things.























Let's pretend the season stopped there.

&amp; that the last dozen never started? Anyway, a </atom:summary><link>http://lennui-melodieux.blogspot.com/2012/01/hello-dean-youre-stupid-head.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Randal Graves)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UygC86YwoZg/TxF0BLuxhFI/AAAAAAAAIM8/uBsjOSe1d80/s72-c/DSC08601.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>15</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3146715698090395935.post-8522266877218454257</guid><pubDate>Fri, 13 Jan 2012 14:37:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-01-13T11:02:32.861-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">la peinture</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">writing</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">la poésie</category><title>Pieces parts, or, where's the beef?</title><atom:summary>
















This has nothing to do with this post (not really), but, looken sie hier, snow! 

A painter gazes at his/her/its [ed. note: too many of you conveniently leave out the denizens of hollow earth, feel shame for your ism] work, grimaces, then relentlessly daubs like a giant, radioactive paper wasp over the mistakes, stroke over knife-edge over stroke, pleased with this fortress of </atom:summary><link>http://lennui-melodieux.blogspot.com/2012/01/pieces-parts-or-wheres-beef.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Randal Graves)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5QzSCBY1lP8/TxA8rwq1tgI/AAAAAAAAIM0/9jkBXdIOYgE/s72-c/DSC08588.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>13</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3146715698090395935.post-3359719377487004377</guid><pubDate>Thu, 12 Jan 2012 13:56:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-01-12T08:56:48.130-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">darkthroning in the city</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">football</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">cleveland</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">coworkers of the world unite in duh</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">ansel's spinning corpse</category><title>Murder was the case that they gave me</title><atom:summary>
















The title: there were some a few years back, pre-renovation.
The feet: we wished to experience how much comfort millions can buy.
The verdict: concrete lounge chairs aren't as relaxing as mesh lounge chairs.



















Not a burial mound. Officially.



















What a view.



















The seats are too low, the table too high. As The Duchess astutely </atom:summary><link>http://lennui-melodieux.blogspot.com/2012/01/murder-was-case-that-they-gave-me.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Randal Graves)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DXb6XiejZbs/Tw3mhYORARI/AAAAAAAAIIM/nCrPnct4wqM/s72-c/DSC08541.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>17</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3146715698090395935.post-3406975952183700511</guid><pubDate>Wed, 11 Jan 2012 13:34:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-01-11T08:53:59.019-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">cleveland</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">angry chair</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">you're anti you're antisocial</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">soccer</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">music</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">theatre of the absurd</category><title>Fiddle-dee-dee, that will require a tetanus shot or eleven for 'tis only the month of the two-faced</title><atom:summary>

It's not me, it's you.  

After a Sammy Hagar unplugged weekend, still unpacking The Google readership [ed. note: I really do try &amp; check out everyone's shit &amp; shit-to-be-clicked 'cause beats the alternative of "work," what a ringing endorsement, you say, relax, I say, your place will never be as useless as this holder, be proud], &amp; I conclude, verily, this: silly season means jack, homes. The </atom:summary><link>http://lennui-melodieux.blogspot.com/2012/01/fiddle-dee-dee-that-will-require.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Randal Graves)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://img.youtube.com/vi/F4Pjeba0TDg/default.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>18</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3146715698090395935.post-3251865049146697919</guid><pubDate>Tue, 10 Jan 2012 13:23:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-01-10T08:24:14.607-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">darkthroning in the city</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">cleveland</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">coworkers of the world unite in duh</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">ansel's spinning corpse</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">la poésie</category><title>Sunny [ed. note: ugh] day real estate</title><atom:summary>Crap from vendredi 'cause I've got zip else, though the oh-fer, like the domestication of the dog, continues unabated but hey, second verse in a week, even if gatekeepers hate it. I do too but that's completely you-know-what.


















Darkthroning in the "woods."
























Scare tactics.



















We're number one. In rust, not corpses. 
























Why</atom:summary><link>http://lennui-melodieux.blogspot.com/2012/01/sunny-ed-note-ugh-day-real-estate.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Randal Graves)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-COI_HOkbpxk/TwdWsgB-R7I/AAAAAAAAIEs/sUA5zOcqAZE/s72-c/DSC08488.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>19</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3146715698090395935.post-3374814250382446649</guid><pubDate>Fri, 06 Jan 2012 16:05:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-01-06T11:42:50.902-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">football</category><title>Everyone else is getting some but me</title><atom:summary>

Commander Cody gets boomed.

The Fucking Bengals @ Houston AKA the Johnathan Joseph Revenge Game: ♪ misty AFC Central Memories ♫ Sniff, &amp; who else misses Jerry Glanville? Jack Pardee was a professional, you know, one of those who leaves tickets not for Elvis but his tax accountant, &amp; thus was never going to funhouse mirror Wicky Wacky postgame. Since the Planet Hoostons smack mouths on O &amp; D, </atom:summary><link>http://lennui-melodieux.blogspot.com/2012/01/everyone-else-is-getting-some-but-me.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Randal Graves)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://img.youtube.com/vi/2q3jolf-W9E/default.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>14</thr:total></item></channel></rss>

