New links and a mysterious sketchbook

Hello All,
I'd like to call your attention to some new links I have entered on the bottom left of your screen. My friends Rain and Heidi and Adam are now linked, cause what they've got is worth reading! Yes they are blogs, cause blogs rule! I am addicted.

Rain and Heidi Kernytsky are both writers of the highest quality, their blogs offer intelligent thoughts on life and kids and culture and nostalgia (and moving themselves and their kids Ivy and Indigo to Vermont)....Rain also has the fucking hilareous blog "Dead to Me", which is a "shitlist of trifling banalities." I enjoy reading it at work to my coworkers and have them gasp in horror, "But...Costa Rica is SO beautiful!?? How can it be dead to anyone?!!" Hahahaha. Anyway, good stuff and good people. I recommend.
Also new on the list is Adam, who I was introduced to through Garrett (who seems to know an extraordinary amount of humble artistic geniuses), and whom I have become friends with. This link to to (BEWARE) his Myspace blog. I have tried to tell him he just needs a normal blog, but I think he can't be bothered. He's more interested in writing or something crazy like that. I love his poetry. It is so worth reading, and very San Francisco in case you were wondering how it felt to be here:

I PLEASE EASY

A warm night, and i could easily stare for
the next two hours straight until
a decent hour to go to bed thinking about
old sitcoms i've watched and giggling
to myself occasionally.

Instead, the door knocks, and my cute
neighbor has questions about poetry.

Lucky, lucky.

Later, i climb up on the window ledge for
a smoke, watch the empty taxis trolling.
The streetlight flickers off and on and i
think of rocks or some other shit i could
throw at it. A happy kind
of violence, left in
the darkness of the music you've made.


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So.
I was put to the task of sorting ancient German books in the dusty attic at work and found this tiny sketchbook, backwards on a shelf between a million volumes of Goethe, filled with whimsical drawings of deer and flowers and candelabras, and what looks like whimsical illuminated sayings. All hand don.. Of course, I fell in love immediately and persueded Carl to let me have it. Mykle thinks that it is written in Hungarian. I don't know. It's a little mini work of art, and I scanned some of it.



It's on my Flickr site, along with some covers of these gorgeous German world Fairy tale collections that I found up there as well. I really want them, but I don't speak German and there are like 35. Each one has a different patterned paper cover and an amazing gold-embossed spine. Oh they are lovely!