Archive for September, 2009

Wednesday, September 30th, 2009

for those about to search

If you are looking down the barrel at treatment of a latent TB infection, and are supposed to choose now between nine months of INH versus four of Rifampin, there is no helping you, just pick one evil. But hopefully this information will end up in search engines and help someone else trying to find […]

Tuesday, September 29th, 2009


My body is a supine landscape of thoughts, racing in tight circles around a center empty of spectators. Along the course little cards are placed, always vertical to the line of sight of the unnamed observer, like images in Google earth. Each of these cards is a sleep, is a state of rest and relaxation, […]

Saturday, September 26th, 2009

unendlicher humor

Today, pondering the very odd choice of the word Spass in the title of the recently released German translation of Infinite Jest, I googled the background, and found several disconcerting things. The first being a review in a German liberal newspaper, the Frankfurter Rundschau, that was almost as cluelessly stumbling through the cultural and philosophical […]

Thursday, September 24th, 2009

the shark jumped house – an eruption

Oh, come on, for the love of something that you scriptwriting people actually love, your gnawed pencils, perhaps, or your iPhones with the witty applications. Not that I have any hope that writing this stuff down will do any good externally, meaning as it concerns you scriptwriting folk, but venting does help the entity that […]

Monday, September 21st, 2009


“If you root yourself to the ground, you can afford to be stupid.” (P. Churchland, Neurophilosophy) Abb. ähnlich. Die kleine Lache an der Ampel, die grade auf rot sprang, enthält nicht genug Wasser, um den Himmel vollständig einzufangen, stattdessen sehe ich der graublauen Wolkenspiegelung überlagert die kleinen Steine des Asphalts und die Zweige der früh […]

Saturday, September 19th, 2009

inkling of jest

More evidence is accumulating, and so to dispose some of the anxiety of soon having to leave the dear world of tennis, addiction and myths of feral babies, I take some time off the story and its footnoted branches, and instead review some new occurrences of numeral confusion, and a possible explanation, to boot. In […]

Thursday, September 17th, 2009

oodles of puns

Accretion is the better part of vapor. Wie man sich betet, so lügt man.

Thursday, September 10th, 2009


I Ihr Mann, sagt die Krankenschwester, wolle seit Jahren ein Klappfahrrad kaufen. Er wolle sich gerne mehr bewegen, radeln sei da perfekt, nur seien normale Räder so sperrig, aber dieses Fahrrad, das sehe ja perfekt aus. Ob sie es mal hochheben dürfe. Sie darf. Fantastisch, sagt sie noch einmal, zum dritten Mal, dann erlischt das […]

Wednesday, September 9th, 2009


Die Schlange an der Bäckertheke ist ungeordnet und ähnelt mehr einem Insektenschwarm als einem Reptil, wartende Menschen blicken auf wartende Waren. Ich stelle mich am Schwarmrand auf, hinter jemandem, der Lester Freamon aus The Wire ähnelt, hager ist und gross, dunkel, mit graumeliertem Dreitagebart. Nice Bike, sagt Lester, dann etwas Unverständliches und wie ein Automat […]

Tuesday, September 8th, 2009

taost phulosophy

Strive to always fall on the bittered side.