brickwallviews

with a rush and a flash

   "the family is the school duties - founded on love."

   -felix adler

 

it would run contrary to my pursuit of inward and outward honesty to say that on occasion my mind does not wander off contemplating the possible freedom in not having a wife. or children. there is much emotional and physical work to be done in the construction and maintenance of a family. however. when one sees his wife walk through the door, or his daughter embraces him and professes her deep love for him, or his son casually leans his head on dads shoulders. it is in these moments of clarity that i know i am deeply blessed. be it by god, allah or the local kosher butcher. to be able to lie down and realize there are people around you that care for you is not easily described. knowing that there are people you would give your life for, without hesitation. this somehow provides meaning. comfort. harmony in a dissident world.

i honestly do not think i could go on if i were to lose my wife or kids to harm and death.

but take comfort. i do not believe in wasteful suicides or senseless death. though distraught beyond words. i would make sure my hands were steady.

my mind steady.

my focus complete.

 

 

 

 

when i flew a 747 into the IRS building.

 

behave yourselves.

brickwallboy out.

mark tansey, the key (1984)

fresh cut flowers

    He's my friend he's my alibi
    My accessory to the crime
    A bond that will never die
    Till the end of time
    Till the end of time

    -bouncing souls, manthem (2001)

 

below is the body of an email i received from our dear friends at the borders books empire. the majority of it is just the usual marketing crap. what is noteworthy here is the name and title of the "alleged" person who drafted the message.

no really, look at his title...

_________________________________

Dear Borders Rewards Member,
I would like to personally invite you to join Borders Rewards Perks, a new benefit available exclusively to Borders Rewards members like you. We developed Perks to give you the ability to shop at hundreds of quality merchants and receive deep, exclusive discounts.
To get you started in Perks, we are providing you with a coupon for 25% off one item on your next purchase at any Borders, Borders Express, and Waldenbooks location. Please consider it a not-so-small thank you for checking out the NEW and FREE Perks program that is designed to fit your lifestyle, saving you time and money at the merchants you prefer.
There are over 2,000 ways to save with Perks, including:

• Up to 15% off at Brooks Brothers
• Save up to $25 per ticket and receive 3 days free at Disney World
• Up to 10% off at Blue Nile + free FedEx shipping
• Up to 10% off at Hewlett-Packard + free next day shipping

Activating your account takes less than 30 seconds, and gives you instant access to the entire program.

_____________________________________

there are exactly 2 ways that this is an actual person and THAT! is an actual job title.

shit.

and

none.

i am going to call the borders corporate office in manhattan (go figure) and ask to speak with mr fonseca. or anyone in the loyalty division for that matter.

year 2007. the only time you will here business and loyalty in the same sentence is right frickin' here. now. you just read it. really. period. next caller.

[not so romantic interlude]

arsenal 3 - 0 sparta prague. into the group stages of the champions league we go! oi! rosicky, fabregas and eduardo all hit the back of the net. group draw is tomorrow. here's hoping we avoid bayern munich and liverpool.

jean dubuffet, dhotel nuance d'abricot (1947)

peace. brickwallboy.

carefully consider the menu

he likes writin' powems

that way he ain't gotta focus too too long

he struggles to read his own writin'

thru the blood and sweat

he puts it all down on chinese paper

nice shit

the drops add to the work he figures

 

when he's really been hittin' the pills

sometimes he drools sometimes he falls away

he wants to rhyme if there's time

but not when he tends to write on his chest

 

with his bowie knife

 

[additional stuff]

 

gregory attonito, singer of seminal jersey punk/power pop band the bouncing souls will soon release a children's book with his partner, shanti wintergate.

it's shall be entitled "i went for a walk", lookie here.

his voice, etc can be sampled

 

                                  here.

 

the bouncing souls (circa 2000)

that's about it for today friends.

brickwallboyout.

according to yours truly

in case your local authorities have not yet reached you. please see the following IMPORTANT message:

as weekends go:

arsenal win= good weekend

arsenal draw= ok weekend

arsenal loss= bad weekend

arsenal 1 - 0 manchester city

glad you all had a good weekend!

fyi... no tv coverage of the gunners clash with portsmouth this coming sunday! there can only be one appropriate response. burning a US flag of course. i mean really. leg 2 of our champs league qualifier vs sparta prague in 48 hours. only a meltdown of nuclear proportions can prevent advancing to group stages.

carry on.

bwb out.

codename: able danger

ya ever feel like life is much like a swim, but this time someone keeps moving the frickin' shoreline farther and farther away.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

yea.

 

 

 

me neither.

[act dos]

how does one define beautiful? musically, this might just do it.

 

 

short post. yes, but life is as well, no?*

brickwallbout.

 

*ok so that's bullshit a lot of the time too.

if you hit this, you will hit the bridge

you may be a redneck doing a small town appraisal if:

• you pass the local hardware store and the weekly special is "bailing twine".
• on the way to the property the owner rings you to let you know he is off delivering a "horse trailer" but left the back door open for you. "so i don't hold you up".
• your photo set features several shots of horses in the background.

on occasion we appraisers must concern ourselves with the odd rabid dog in the backyard or the sexual curious teenage daughter strolling around in white cotton panties... wait, scratch that last part. ahem. as i was saying, no dogs yesterday, but i did (almost) run into this guy and about 6 of his cousins...

i don't know what he (or she) is exactly, other than scary as hell...

[segue to more unnecessary lewdness]

remember when pete townsend was busted with a bunch of child porn. was it pete townsend? merely careers and reputations at stake, so townsend, daltrey, whatever. you remember the story, he claimed all the photos were merely "research materials" collected for ongoing project on the dangers of pedophiles... oh ok.

so in that spirit, bear in mind i am preparing to publish a piece on the injustices done to female athletes in our society as they are primarily viewed as sex objects and not taken seriously as professional tennis players, golfers and the like...

allison stokke, us pole vaulter

NOTE: this image is intended solely as research material and should therefore in no way be cause for arousal of any sort or be considered in any way for it's aesthetic qualities.

NOTE (squared): the content herein is the opinion of the writer and is NOT intended to reflect poorly on the content of said writers character.

ok then... off for a wee bit of penance then.

check out polar bear club, they perhaps offer hope for the future of american rock and roll.

michael bevilacqua, bottle with abstract (2004)

pray for us.

brickwallboy oooouuuutttt.

ps... remember... google is watching.

and another thing...

A poet's hope: to be,

like some valley cheese,

local, but prized elsewhere.

    -w h auden

 

short one today (ok shorter) as i must put on my "rural/country-boy" appraiser hat and head into the sticks.

lots of international footie yesterday and the best news is that no arsenal lads were injured whilst on the pitch for their respective homelands. note: france won 1-nil. goal scorer: some dude name thierry. go figure.

[intermission]

a critical essay regarding a twenty-five year study and follow-up analysis on human behavior in post modern era north america as it relates to the subjects' ability to reason and critically think during the course of their normal societal interactions and related flow of information and the findings resulting from said interactions/information and their subsequent reactions:

folks are basically stupid.

 

very well then.

as for me... rest assured i am much more intelligent than i appear to be, but not nearly as intelligent as i think i am.

may your coffee be strong and your toilet tissue soft!

brickwallboyout.

francis bacon, man with dog

working through it

    "Don't knock the weather.

     If it didn't change once in a while,

     nine out of ten people couldn't start a conversation."

     Kin Hubbard (1868 - 1930)

 

speaking of weather, have ya been following it, ya know, like globally. maybe that al gore cat ain't such a flake after all, eh?

anyway.

when one suffers a bout of creative (sic) ummm, void shall we say, they say you need to just "work through it". this exercise in tapping keys, as poor as my typing skills are represents some matter of working through it. so bear with me while i work through it. not sure what prison michael vick will be sent to but i'm thinking they become instant favorites to make the club fed super bowl. speaking of poor decisions, word has it we still have troops in iraq. working through it.

working through it.

if you hear a, say 20 something, refer to "back in the day"... slap then for me. it's akin to these teen bands singing about love and life. write what you know kids, and love and life ain't it. trust me. and why does all this teen pop have to center around sugar coated tunes set to dance choreography? remember when teenagers were rebellious? difficult? angry? nancy reagan fucked us.

teenagers should have mohawks. and wield broken beer bottles.

oh wait, i have kids. scratch that last shit.

so here we are. working through it.

working through it.

good luck with that.

brickwallboyouttahere.

 

michael bevilacqua, fantomas returns (2007)

into the wild

the film adaptation of john krakauer's genius book about chris mccandless giving away all his possessions, burning his wallet and heading to the alaskan wilderness looks to be coming out this fall. the book is fascinating and sean penn writing and directing the film makes me very interested...

wander over here.

oooot.

no hopping and skipping about now timmy

see i told ya i planned on being more consistent.

or something.

anyway, back from holiday on the bayou (or basin) as it were. good visit with my acadiana kin. a shrimp festival, a casino, a birthday! much action, no fire water! as i strolled the shrimp fest it occurred to me that such an event was made for drinking ludicrous amounts of booze. which many present were apparently on board with. a sea change in thought process saw my first reaction to my boozy associations lead to me thinking not about the hour or 2 of bliss imbibing brings, but the rather wasteful following hours wherein one (read: drunks like me) simply fill the body with ounce after ounce of bloating and essentially unfulfilling drink. only to arise in the morning feeling lethargic and stupid.

seeing the forest and the trees.

progress. not perfection.

coffee?

awaiting the ups boy to bring me arthur nersesian's  chinese takeout. yummm!

also stumbled on a beautiful yet simply rendered book called the motel life by willy vlautin.

act accordingly.

the gunners drew 1 - 1 away at blackburn. not a bad result overall but we would have secured all 3 points if not for (another) howler in goal by lehman. have we kept the big german a year too long? 2 games, 2 boyish blunders in goal...

until then.

brickwallboyout.

elizabeth murray, bill alley (2006)