brickwallviews

you don't say

england leads the US 2-nil at the moment in a friendly at wembley...

a former white house spokesman has claimed the president mis-led the american people regarding the war in iraq. really? same "former spokesman" towed the company line quite well when he was a "current spokesman". so he's probably a weasel or a wuss. or both. either way such a headline is akin to:

"hitler! not a nice man!"

or

"slavery not considered america's best moment!"

or even

"roger clemens declared lying, cheating, dickhead dumb jock!"


brickwallboyjr has joined the blogosphere: skatefootie

the kid has it goin' on brothers and sisters... 9yr's old and all... weep weep!

bwb out.

imogene cunningham, portrait of minor white (1963)

...if ya don't have anything nice to say, don't say anything at all. shit, i'd be happy to say something mean-as-hell but i got nuthin'. nothing. just trying to keep my head straight and meet some deadlines with work stuff. creativity is on hiatus, though not on sabbatical.

tornadoes can be violent.

 

you ever have that feeling in yer gut where you know what you are about to do is wrong, but you go and do it anyway.

yea, me neither.

 

bowel movements can be violent.

 

shakespeare and jfk are both considering offers from arsenal.

 

slide tackles can be violent.

 

the riverboat gamblers (2007)

*potential drummers need apply.

 

brickwallboyout.

european marbles

yes that's right lads and lassies... manchester united v chelsea today for the biggest prize in european club football! the champions league final! do tune in... espn2 @ 1:30 cst. if they come out and play it should be a good one. an early goal would be perfect as it would make the other side open-up and could lead to lots of attacking. on the other hand, they may both defend for 90 minutes and we could see a nil-nil draw and go to penalties! hope not!

 

 

so yea, a writing exercise. a mission, should you choose to accept it. you take an already provided opening sentence (or two) and then the task is to complete the story. say 3000 words or less. no really, it's fun and stuff. example of "feeder" line:

It was just as i saw the blood enter the syringe and I began to send it home when Frankie proclaimed, "so yea, this ain't coke dude, it's smack".

or

The beer was cold and bitter, my first drink in seven years. To think I'd be dead by sundown.

or maybe

I can tell you this straight off, ain't no goddamn book that tells ya it takes two hours to cut-off a man's leg.

so yea, have a friend, lover, cell-mate craft you an opening sentence and run with it! loads of family fun!

 

 

now go stock up on cheese crunchies for today's big game!

 

Grand Sports Arena of the Luzhniki Olympic Complex, Moscow

(site of the 2008 Champions League Final)

brickwallboyout

and again

so i was rolling up I-45, about 3 miles north of downtown h-town and what do i see... a massive bill board proclaiming:

"houston supports roger clemens"

really?

i mean i guess that's... um... ok... serial adulterer / cheater / well-documented-a*hole-egomaniac... yea yea, i know i know. i get it... hitler is dead and bin laden is sipping colada's on maui. so yea, roger clemens, run with it! he's our boy!

shame really is dead.

(pause)

palahniuk's snuff hits porn-shops book-shops tomorrow! it should be interesting at very least.

 

every player in world football is being linked with a move to arsenal. i think "spanish media" is a synonym for "lacking truth" ... it is going to be a long summer folks.

brickwallboyout.

hodge podge

vegetable soup, yea vegetable soup...

so some horse won the kentucky derby and then some other horse crossed the finish line and collapsed with two broke legs and such. story goes they immediately euthanised the slave, er horse right then and there. what, no live broadcast of that?! damn! better course of action would be to gather all the owners and trainers of said tool, err horse and put a bullet in each of their heads. horse racing. are you frickin' kidding me?

rauschenberg is still dead and i trust you have all been fitted with your black armbands...

zenit (russia) defeated rangers (scotland) in the UEFA cup final 2 - nil. CL final next wednesday, more on that should-be-international-holiday in the days ahead.

so i have been reading short stories more and more of late because one can read only so many novels concerning coming-of-age / the-jewish-experience / semi-autobiographical "stuff" before looping a neck-tie over the shower rod and shouting adios!

i cannot recommend the following story collections enough, they are like really good and shit:

 

 

 

 

so enjoy then. palahniuk's tale of all things porn hits the shelves on tuesday 5/20. more on that later as well.

 

oh yea, arsenal finished off the season sunday with a 1-nil win over sunderland. now a summer full of speculation over what players shall come and go... not real sure when the first match of the '08/'09 campaign is... something like 98 days 6 hours 42 minutes and 11 seconds, but again, not real sure.

 

brickwallboyout.

adieu mr rauschenberg

pop-art god and one of my personal painting icons robert rauschenberg has died at 82... weak.

the times of ny story here.

 robert rauschenberg, estate (1963)

 

brickwallboyweeps.

monosyllabic

a hollow feeling is how i would describe it. i stand there holding myself, straining to pee. mother's day breakfast with me mum complete. there are ad-boards above the urinal. are you worried about your troubles with prescription pain-killers? opiates? frankly i would be more concerned about the fact that a fucking palette of oxycontin doesn't land in my back yard every two weeks. that relief is a lie though. a mask. the hollow feeling. i, like most people lose my share of sleep about the mortgage. the light bill. whatever. i refuse to let things i cannot alter bring me down though. make me hollow. unresponsive. dreadful. the ride is too short. not to my stop yet and i intend to enjoy the view a bit. it always jolts me as to how much i miss her. not in a i-will-die-without-you-way. that is in the past. her smell. her touch. her warmth. the world is a less difficult place when i can hold her. sleep improves. the forecast is much brighter. i am riddled with flaws yet she is here with me. the children. our team. the girls return today as will my smile. a fine few days with the boy has brought fears of not measuring up. not being enough. i just want to hold them and cry sometimes. bleed. one must realize what is enough. what is key. what fucking matters. hollow no more.

boy.

out.

nike arsenal love

(in full bill walton* voice)

"marv... THIS is the greatest ad-ver-tis-ment ever"!

 

bwbout.

 

*Since his retirement as a player, Walton has overcome a severe stuttering problem to become a successful NBA color commentator for NBC (1990-2002), Los Angeles Clippers (1990-2002) and ABC/ESPN (since 2002).

Walton's trademark catchphrases include, "That's a terrible call! Terrible," "Where in the world is [x]?" (for a player who has disappeared from a game), "What is a foul?", "Dial a violation," "He couldn't even inbound the ball!", "Throw it down, big man! Throw it down!", and "Basketball is a game played by men competing for the ultimate prize". In addition after a predominantly one-handed player makes a basket going to his strong hand Walton will summarize the action and then say, "He's left-handed by the way Marv" or "Someone should tell player |x| that player |y| is left handed and promises to be so for the remainder of the game," intimating that perhaps the defender should defend that side of the player. Walton typically is paired up with Steve "Snapper" Jones for NBA games due to him and Jones having a point-counterpoint banter during games. Despite their frequent on-air argumentative banter they are actually good friends as was evidenced in Bill Walton's short lived 2003 TV series Bill Walton's Long Strange Trip.

In addition, his commentary during games is notable for his frequent use of hyperbole. In one instance where Tony Parker of the San Antonio Spurs had a pass deflected out of bounds by a defender, Walton stated, "Tony Parker just made the worst pass in the history of Western civilization!" Often this is done to intentional or perhaps unintentional comedic effect. He also is rumored to have challenged Marv Albert to a wrestling cage match and was considered "out of line" for the provocation. During one game he announced, Walton stated, "I am the hero, I am #1, I can go in there and shake and bake all those youngins and teach them some real basketball so they can stop their complaining".

brief introspective retrospective

with friends like myself...

 

 

 

who needs enema's

 

Larry Clark,
Untitled (Man with gun and cigarette), 1980

another good guy goes (red and) black

from arsenal.com

Arsenal can confirm that Mathieu Flamini will join Italian Serie A side AC Milan on 1st July 2008 on a free transfer.

Flamini (24), who joined Arsenal from Olympique Marseille in 2004, made a total of 153 appearances for the Gunners scoring eight times and has been a regular in the first team this season, making 30 appearances in the Premier League.

During his time with the Club, Mathieu won an FA Cup winner’s medal in 2005 and played at full back in the team’s run to the UEFA Champions League Final in 2006.

Everyone at Arsenal Football Club wishes Mathieu the best of luck for the future.

 

 

 

 

fuck a whole bunch a' italy.

 

 

out.