Posted in Poetry, Superintelligent sea cucumbers on December 20, 2007 | No Comments »
That reminds me.
What exactly is a rhomboid?
The word made me laugh inside.
Diamond shaped?
The big rock that rocked the doctor
Looked like a boxy parallelogram
Or a cardboard box that had been crushed sideways.
Posted in Society & Politics, Superintelligent sea cucumbers on December 12, 2007 | No Comments »
Last year, I was out at a State Department conference at the Meridian House in D.C. When I went down the wrong set of stairs trying to find the bathroom, I tripped over a water-damaged cardboard document box. One of the documents I knocked out of the box was the following, written on a fax [...]
Posted in Bob Folder, Superintelligent sea cucumbers, tagged bobfolder superintelligent_sea_cucumbers poetry drama t on November 17, 2007 | No Comments »
Bob Folder, the World’s Greatest Poet
As I hardly need to tell you, the greatest poet and dramatist the world has ever known is not Shakespeare or Edmund Spencer. It is, instead, Oregon’s own Bob Folder. Although Bob is super old, he has never stood still. He goes with the flow. Man. And the flow is [...]
Posted in Social media, Superintelligent sea cucumbers, Web2.0, Web2.faux, tagged web2.0 web2.faux on October 24, 2007 | No Comments »
I love things like this. To my mind, this is the reason for technology.
Now, back in the day, you see (that would be pre-Day2.0), and, of course, these days, (well, up until I read this), we used to have to produce smart-ass stuff like this largely by hand. (The exception being the Web Economy Bullshit [...]
Posted in Journalism, Superintelligent sea cucumbers on September 8, 2007 | No Comments »
By Curt Hopkins
WC: 1,316 (not counting sideways)
Originally published in Jane’s International Defence Review
Quarters the size of snowflakes filed the hair of breasts and bears feted the assy hills with sizzling white beans. Nudity, Shakespeare said, mirrors the ass-end of a man and this bacon was no exception. For a mole, the hole of the town [...]
Posted in Fiction, Superintelligent sea cucumbers on August 16, 2007 | No Comments »
On August 8, 2007, the United States military, at the order of the president, delivered two-thirds of its total nuclear stock pile to Iran. To be clear, they dropped that nuclear stock pile, in device-form, armed, onto the country of Iran, where they exploded and Iran got crispy, like a piece of burnt toast 1,000 [...]
Posted in Dream Teens, Superintelligent sea cucumbers on February 4, 2007 | No Comments »
Lucky for you, we’re busy working on a new Dream Teens album, as a follow up to the wildly successful, Billboard top twenty album, “Cry Havok and Let Slip the Dogs of Rock: The Dream Teens Rock and Roll Fantasy Camp,” which was also the title of a Sundance Audience Award-winning documentary of the [...]
Posted in Superintelligent sea cucumbers on September 8, 2006 | No Comments »
Joe:
The coke snorting weasel was, whoever happened to be the, “man in the lemur outfit”… I think it (the costume) got thrown out on some sad cold rainy moving day, years ago. Damp with old beery basement water, his bass string whiskers hoary with corrosion, the weasel was put to rest in the dumpster across [...]
Posted in Superintelligent sea cucumbers on September 6, 2006 | 1 Comment »
Lincoln, moblogging, Ashland
Curt Hopkins
Posted in Superintelligent sea cucumbers on September 5, 2006 | No Comments »
I’m using the go.blogger.com service that allows me to post photos from my cellular telephonic transducinator to the blogospheric transjunculator. Pretty sweet. Part of the fun with my job as Director of Web Communications at the OSF is my duty to fool around and see how these services work, to understand if there anything that [...]
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