"into which worlds can be read"

i imagine i knew what i was talking about when i wrote those four cryptic -- not to say sinister! -- entries and who they were about or to, but i really REALLY don't this morning! i have redacted them for further baffled study :\

iron law: don't post when drunk!

"collect circus peanuts"

farmville FAIL -- the commodity we were anticipating was IVORY

old news, but welcome!

“Squeeze! squeeze! squeeze! all the morning long; I squeezed that sperm till I myself almost melted into it; I squeezed that sperm till a strange sort of insanity came over me; and I found myself unwittingly squeezing my co-laborers’ hands in it, mistaking their hands for the gentle globules. Such an abounding, affectionate, friendly, loving feeling did this avocation beget; that at last I was continually squeezing their hands, and looking up into their eyes sentimentally; as much as to say, –Oh! my dear fellow beings, why should we longer cherish any social acerbities, or know the slightest ill-humor or envy! Come; let us squeeze hands all round; nay, let us all squeeze ourselves into each other; let us squeeze ourselves universally into the very milk and sperm of kindness. Would that I could keep squeezing that sperm for ever!” <-- from Moby-Dick: or the WHALE

"Originally misunderstood by contemporary audiences and critics..." as wikipedia puts it. Melville knew exactly what he was doing.

things that are making me happy

i: miscellaneous and uncharacteristic misbehaviours on my recent part
ii: the cheque the ACLS just sent me for photocopying royalties from my book!
iii: one of those autumn days where being hungover sort of works for rather than against
iv: lovely poptimism yesterday