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Ouch. Well, I haven't been much of a contributor here, but I was here at its inception, or nearly so, only a familiar arrogance kept me from founding member status. Anyhow, thank you, the administrators, and all those who kept it going by turning it into the lively and knowledgeable place it has...

Thanks! I just thought if I couldn't find it, some others who were just as dumb, wouldn't also. We have to be lead by the nose to a place where a triangle symbol resides and, if that weren't enough, it says, PLAY and hopefully BUTTON.

I went to thisisnotatest.com but could not find where the play button was, so now I'm all Tasmanian devil-like, or Animal from the muppets-like, I'm going, "where's the podcast! Where's the fucking podcast...Gimme it!" Slurping and devouring noises can be heard.

Rumour has it he was partial to the odd vol-au-vent. Hardly "health food," is it? We all have our guilty pleasures, I suppose.

Oh, they serve it in cans, too.

There is a cool story behind that song. As I recall it, Art's roommate at University had a condition that took away his sight and he was going to throw in the towel, but Art convinced him to stay on. He gave him the confidence to deal with his sudden disability. He took him into the city (New...

Ok. You look better in pink undies and stockings than I do. ? Bastard

Sometimes, oftentimes, when I look back at what I have written, despite my efforts, I think, "Why did I write that?" But, by then, it can be too late. As Bukowski wrote, There is nothing worse than too late.

Ah! Thanks, zobraks. I always wondered what "Say yes to the dress," was about! When I discovered it was a reality TV show based on finding a wedding dress, I assumed mjp (as Hannah was then. Cool name!) was making some coolly ironic take on reality TV. I should have known better. They are...

And I thought the dream I had of being incarcerated was disturbing.

It was no fun for her.

Joking aside. I have seen, first-hand, how dangerous this virus can be. My partner, for instance, has had a persistent hacking cough for weeks and I have, at times, wanted to kill her.

The poetry anthology Essential Bukowski (edited by Abel Debritto) might be the way to go.

Upon reflection, You dead bastards, you have death coming to you, may not be the most appropriate sentiment for your high school yearbook. For my senior year, I would have the oft-quoted, Endurance is more important than truth. Not that it has worked for me. When Bukowski writes in the poem, I...

You dead bastards, you have death coming to you.

Trumpety trump trump trump

On the eve of a curtain function cuntain fucktion fucktion function erection

One should only listen to this before noon, while supping a Brandy Alexander. Oh, look at the time.

We missed this when it premiered here in 2016. And there were readings from Tam Dean Burn and poets Stephen Watt and Nisha Bhakoo, and live sets from Chrissy Barnacle and the purveyors of ‘doom wop’, Killearn’s finest Jacob Yates and the Pearly Gate Lockpickers. We didn't miss those though. Or...