we so silly

kitty faces

She’s a beaut. And if that’s not enough, here are two more reasons to order:

1. You guys, books are little planets, and this one looks good. It feels good to hold. I want this planet to suck you gently into orbit, then ground you in its unfamiliar gravity. I left plenty of space between the words. So stop worrying about it and order.

2. It’s an investment. 100% of your money will go toward funding EMP’s next book. This is the first step in a venture, and your support is beyond important. We want to continue bringing you high-quality books from writers and artists, populating the EM galaxy with treadable planets. Also, I just made up that word, so that’s gotta be worth something.

Oh, and I'm going to see No Doubt next week. Hella Good, yo!

"Fuck work, love life." -F-Yeah Fest

"Eat a burrito every day, life rules." -Mess w/ Texas Party

There are awesome EXCLUSIVE new tracks from Flaspar and DASH, stories/poetry from some of your fav P-Fam contributors, as well as new material from new dudes to the fam, plus it rules! Ask about how you can get a physical version of this if you want it, you want it

“For Issue 2, we decided to stretch our collaborators with an explicit theme. I refuse to be modest, our theme, TV, was an inspired idea. Even our most academic collaborators have a tender spot in their hearts for TV. And, although each work does not unambiguously reference TV, it is safe to say that none of these could be produced if TV did not exist. With that in mind, I would like to formally invite you to consume Issue 2.”

Went to the Monterey Bay Aquarium, which was cool and all, but the huge population of annoying tourists (we were just regular tourists, hehe) with out-of-control children made it difficult to enjoy the beauty of it. I wish people respected the "NO FLASH" rule when shooting photos of animals; I'm sure they're most-likely already freaked out enough that they're locked in little boxes. I also wish Monterey had better food, too. But hey, I did see, probably the cutest thing ever: a sleeping Otter. *giddy*

Oh, and today is my Mother's 53rd birthday. Happy Birthday, Heidi.

At Johnny P.’s again.

fig.1
Romance doesn’t happen just anywhere.
You are its natural habitat, a life so wonderfully confined.
Your time limited, your sceneries small, your sentences curbed.
For you, the right words are as good as air travel.

fig.2
Romance is a weed that crops in memory and yields garlands.
It is half a heart parading as the whole.
Not deceit, but a generous, magnified honesty.

fig.3
Romance is loaded.
It keeps piles of unguarded forgeries.
Romance dumped the gold standard and ran off with inflation.
It elopes with each new fraction of a cent.

fig.4
Romance can tell a story, but never a joke.
It’s a device that invents numbers then loses count.

fig.5
It learns from arrows.
Thins to a line and hardens to a point.
Narrows enough to be held and drawn; to pierce.

fig.6
The Art of Letting Someone In is pocked with secrets, so Romance withholds something, always.
It is a minefield of dimples just below the horizon.

fig.7
Romance abstracts possibility from the lump in your throat.
It invents, rehearses and refines a future without betraying intention.

fig.8
It is a most humane harbinger, prophesying only in private.
And it serves divinations like delicacies.

fig.9
Romance needs what is given.
Its power is surprise.

fig.10
It’s a knack.
Draw tomorrow over today, then hook the past and bury it center: a belt of vaulted earth.

typing

We went swimming before breakfast today.

Peoples,

The spirit of Summer is alive in the city by the Bay. Though it seems hecka foggy 75% of the time, there is that 25% of warm Sun that emerges, pushing us to run wild in the streets, lie in the park watching cotton-clouds swim by through the blue, and drink tall cans wherever the hell we feel. It's nice feeling this good. I kick-started my Summer in Vegas with the now-boyfriend (wait, whaaaa?) and then went on a quick trip to Southern California to attend adult Summer camp at the Michelsen Compound. I'm still amazed at how much fun and trouble we got into within the small hell-hole that is Covina (it's very bitter-sweet, you know this). Who wants to skate more pools? I need to learn some tricks!

Anyhoo, I hope you're all well. Big ups to Matthew for the fresh, new EM look. Let's get cray-cray in the blogosphere! I want to know what is up!

Xoxo,

Mikeo

P.S. Let this get you pumped:

Our new homepage puts more content at your fingertips. What was previously deeply hidden, is now straightforward and accessible. You are in the know. You can now access the 5 most recent posts from each blog on the homepage as well as all of our We Enjoy link love.

We are also very excited to announce a new project called Existential Media Press (EMP). Our first release (EMP001) is a book of poetry by our very own Alisha Adams called Ocean Barber. It is an amazing collection and we are honored to be making it available. It is at the print shop, grab your paypal and get ready!

I made an animated GIF of this, but the colors weren’t right. Some day.