Origin

"Hello?  Hello? Hello"

My mother is Scottish and my father is floating somewhere.  It’s where I get the Irish, which I am American, respectively.  And I am Irish which I american.  And I american. 

I read a wonderful story today about a man whose father died of lung cancer.  He shot himself in the head to meet him in heaven but his father wasn’t there. An angel told him that there was lung cancer in heaven too, and it had gotten his father again.  I thought this was the funniest thing I’d read in years. 

My mother works in a predominantly school Mexican which is to say that they are all Americans. So for this job (that she had to take because my father had started floating and quit working) she had to learn Spanish.  Not Spanish Castilian.  But on the contrary Spanish Mexican.  My sister and I inherited an interest in America Latin.  It’s a coincidence grand.

My stepfather Joe is German and I think a Jew.
He's good with cars too.

My sister doesn’t really like Joe and I feel
bad for that but families are difficult.
For instance my mother’s side has shaky
hands and I can't reach my father’s side .
But I’ve always had a good relationship with Joe
who I have taken as my father.

How would Hitler have    

Died were the Russians not                                                                                             
To have won Stalingrad and
Pushed all the way into
Berlin to take down     
The old city and make it rubble?                                                               

                                                                                                                                                                 

     
It was            lung  cancer              that would   have    killed    Hitler because all that smoke from the bombs and    bullets   of the last stand    in       Berlin              that failed    and led him to put a gun to his head   and say,    “eins,      zwei,              drei!“  in lovely         little         iambs so the Russians    wouldn’t do googly 

things with  his body

And remember, if you're looking

For Hitler, he won't be there

Because of what he did in Poland

There's lung cancer in heaven too.

Type

I was on the porch a few minutes ago and could see the moon move because I had the reference point of a power line. 

On the internet I could find a man in seconds bending down to lick a woman’s vagina at a party while he masturbates.  Never try to subtract words, or anything fancy the time for that is over.  And God, if mothers were sexual what could we rely on!  Even if it’s light out or chemicals are on your hands take someone else’s food right out of the saucepan and put it in your mouth. 

It is right to talk about time going backwards because we just did.  And not playing with time is the wrong thing to do.  This is Georgia font.  A new one.  Invented in 1993 specifically for the internet.  There's really some awful stuff on the internet.  

Georgia is tall.  Look how high that IT goes.  Love, oh be with me, you know your name, say it, type anything, because they're just letters TO SHOW THE VARIATIONS, but you're saying something without saying something because where this is black are noises and people you've never met.  

This A is in Times New Roman and has 4 serifs.  See the little knobs jutting out from each leg?  These are serifs. Serif letters create the illusion of a pen-stroke.  A sans-serif a looks like this: A. This is Verdana.  Notice how the bottoms are flat?  I find these letters are more honest.  True to their formation.  For there was never a pen here.  

Verdana was designed to be easily read on computer screens (so this is the time for looking at pictures of Goldie Hawn on the internet). Verdana is a portmanteau, a word made of two preexisting words:  verdant means “something green” and Ana is the eldest daughter of the inventor of Verdana.  

Smog is made because the eye perceives smoke and fog together. 

Chatroulette.com is a website that pairs strangers from around the world for webcam-based conversations. Visitors to the website begin an online chat (video, audio and text) with another visitor who is chosen at random.

Recently we’ve been talking about the noises in our house: the little clicks and nudges that accompany the clock when you're alone and nobody else can say exactly what anything means.  
 

At any point either user may leave the current conversation by initiating another random connection.

There’s one from Tunisia.  And a little farmboy who looks wistfully away from the screen.  Behind him a fake fireplace shows the image of fire.  There is a shirtless child sitting all the way across the room.  There is a man dancing in his wheelchair, a furious masturbator, a shadowy room empty in Costa Rica.  And with a flash, a Chinese boy takes a picture of my face and turns the camera on himself.