Giuseppe Zangara

Hey, Gene. This fucking folder, huh? Good thread, though.

Wallace throws so much information at you, so it helps to take your time. Also, when you get to the page that lists the first decade of Subsidized Time, keep an extra bookmark handy. It'll give you better frame of reference for when the events take place.

Hal's very asexual, but not in a creepy, Michael Jackson way. I'm not spoiling anything by saying that, as IJ progresses, one of Hal's quirks is that he's incapable of feeling any emotion outside of dread.

There's a Gilmore Girls thread in the tv folder but I hate that folder SO NOW WHAT

Still a toss-up between Low's The Great Destroyer and the Wedding Present's Take Fountain. Hm, I'm listening to that Low album right now. I think I'll give it the edge. I think it's the best thing they've ever done, but the consensus seems to be its one of their weaker efforts. Oh well.

I haven't heard of it. I realize IJ is this huge fucking thing, but I found it so complusively readable that it takes me aback when people I've gotten to read it (well, start reading it, anyway) say they have trouble getting into the story. fake edit: I looked up YiR on Amazon; that's obviously not giving me much to go on, comparison-wise, but I guess both books feature neurotic teenagers as its center. Is there something about the prose that made you think of the Payne book? Because Hal's first person narration drops out within the first hundred pages and doesn't return until several hundred pages later. Man, I really need to read IJ again.

Bored, with a shocking number of my friends going to see Mindless Self Indulgence (who was in town this evening), I set out to Five Points, a section of Jacksonville that plays host to my favorite bar. Here is some graffiti decorating the walls of near where I parked: As I turned the corner to head to Fuel (the bar in question), I took a snapshot of the following, located across the street: On the left is Wall Street, a bar populated by the area's middle-aged drunks, as well as a safe haven for this town's disturbingly noticable skinhead population; on the right is Rainbows & Stars, a gay-themed clothing and novelty store. My favorite bar, Fuel, was having a live act this evening, which, unfortunately, meant they were charging a cover. I'm friends with the head bartender, so I was sure I could get in, but I wasn't able to spot him upon arriving. So, instead, I went to the Starlite Cafe across the street. Here's a couple of pictures from the bar on the Starlite's patio: Another look at the Starlite, this time from the sidewalk facing it: One more look inside the Starlite; this time, I grabbed a picture of its restroom:

There's no fluidity to his writing; it's sentence fragment after sentence fragment. I can't believe that there's no one at Folio—the alternative paper in question—to edit his work. Too often, it reads like the ranting of a middle school debate team member who happened to pick up a couple of issues of The Nation. (If you google Shelton Hull's name, you can read some of his stuff.)

That was Phil Spector, actually.

And I'm posting in stereo!

Save your comments for the other place.

Eventually, I was able to flag down Andy, the head bartender at Fuel, who let me inside without having to pay a cover. Here are some pics: That's Andy, behind the bar on the left. On the right is Andy's girlfriend—her name ecapes me at the moment—who is really into straight edge and oi punk. Shelton, a writer for the local alternative weekly. A really bad writer, it must be said; not that much more interesting of a conversationalist, either. The one time I talked to him, he drunkenly mumbled something about aliens. Myself in the Fuel restroom, sporting a Mastodon shirt. I eventually went back to Starlite to settle a tab I started prior to my entrance into Fuel. I had another drink, which then saw me—within a twenty minute time span—making out with two women, both of which were roughly ten years my senior. Sadly, no photos exist of this occasion.

Patrick, wouldn't it be better if, whenever you put someone on your ignore list, they receive a pm stating that they have been ignored? I want them to feel the sting.

The one time I talked to you, you sounded stoned/drunk, but not particularly Southern. Both Agent and yourself have a deep voice, true, but his is far more gutteral.

IDRM and Agent don't sound that much alike, though.

I just bumped a two-year-old thread in LSD, but I can't see my post.

Hot, but not enough bruises.

http://forums.thesmartmarks.com/index.php?...ignore&uid=7738

If I still did Katarami Damacy to this board's bad posts, the first one in this thread would be sig material.

Guy Stokes is 58% hotter than the men on HotorNot.

Good thing that went over my head!

Earlier today, I thought of that Laz pic. I laughed and laughed, secure in the knowledge that I'm not any less of a man for thinking of an old running gag from this board, in spite of being nowhere near a computer.

Watch me smoke some nasty shit