Welcome to the hippest non-sequitar this side of Cyborganic. Passing around a Powerbook to a roomful of 30 or 40 strangers, friends, and acquaintances, we ate delicious stone soup, broke our teeth, pinked our cheeks. But don't take it from us: take it from the transcript.
(HTMLized by David and MollyMonster).
people going out to smoke. i think every time i've been to dave & marla's , we've listened to bjork and soul coughing. it never fails.
this is external confirmation from the real world. you are pure creativity. transcription. marla packages the news and sells it to the on-line services. i help people sell real-time news across the gamut. i'm getting meta on her...are these quotes for real. i've stumbled into a room full of people in the zone.
Yeah, so it is pretty hot in here. Hotter than it has been in a long time here in the fuckin' big Apple. Yeah man, ain't it the truth?
J'ai une maison, pleine de fenetres
Time flies like the wind
If the world were an orange it would be, like, much too small
And this darn cactus tastes real good!!!!! Gotta be careful when you swallow!
My penis is like no penis like no penis I know.
My first kiss took place on the main stage at the Sante Fe Opera. He used his penis to salute the audience afterwards (we were being watched). his name was Jay.
who is going to want to read this fucking crap, especially the part about Jay's penis- big deal. Small deal.
Information is not Knowledge, Knowledge is not understanding,
first kisses... EUUUUUUUUU!
I don't you well enough to discuss my first kiss. You first.
I wonder why I don't remember my first kiss, my first meaningful kiss, my first spine-tingling kiss. Perhaps I was doing it backwards and it made me feel sick.
and you know, i remember first kisses like a lexicon.
raspberries in a patch outside my window. short rows i planted all by myself. late summer ...pulling them off the plants one by one leaving behind the white core of the berries. the taste of light in my mouth and the promise of jam in winter. my first kiss there. the smell of earth and late summer and the blue sky above. was it scott or stevie which of those neighbor boys i can never remember because the taste of raspberries is all that stays with me. not the face or the name but the sweetness.
Keep on passing those open windows...
insipid Idea in d minor by - James Kim:
Try and understand. What it feels like to be in your hands.
Whoever brought the caramel apples, I appreciate the thought. But it didn't work for me. I guess I was just full, but after my teeth dragged across and didn't break the skin, just scraping off nuts and caramel, the candied apple seemed to taste too much of of Halloweens past, afterhoughts...
Pam, what's something you've always wanted to do sexually but haven't tried yet?
Sleep with a guy 15 years younger than me.
David says he too always wanted to sleep with a guy 15 years younger.
If you had millions of dollars what kind of work woulde you do?
tuesday was halloween. On Monday my roomate told me that our pumpkin, which i had carved two weeks prior, was "looking pretty cool", and had "real human wrinkles." Well, when i got home i found that the wrinkles were caused by a decaying pumpkin, swarming with little knats and actually dripping down my window sil with pumpkin puss. My roommate and I have a different asthetic awareness of what is cook and what is WAY GROSS!!!
so we were in the corner and we were talking about sea monkeys. and joan had a boyfriend for 3 1/2 year (mind you, they broke up)-- and he could raise sea monkeys successfully. he was able to say: i can raise those brine shimp , and they don't just suck water, they also go to the salon, they play football, they interact.
and she broke up with him.
good to know that in a city of zillions, nothing changes.
Hey, drunken orgasmic massage therapy discusion -- Swedish, Shiatsu, Aromatherapy, or Raki. Too New Age ? No, cool Santa Fe, really, it's a cool escape from NYC.
it is really hot in here. pink cheeks abound but don't you wonder if it's the wine or just the room full of faces new and filled with thoughts. low bass somewhere in the corner calls to me. pass it on. 
I have the feeling we've met before. Is it me or is it hot in here? I think I know you from Joe's web site. Wow, it is hot in here. I think I'm going to get some wine. It was great meeting you.
This is actually nice, but ya know, the wine helps.
The new powerbook invites you to touch spokesmodel JJ.
pleine de fenetres, en large et en long
fruit flies like bananas
When I use it I salute it it's the music of my muse.
Mine, mine, mine.
As for Jay's comment above, I haven't seen his penis but I have seen him in a bathing suit and he has a great body.
Understanding is not wisdom. Each grows out of the other.
My grandfather once told me that if you talk without thinking and think without feeling you're fucked without knowing.
Everyone here iws gaining a lot of wisdom. But me, I'm scoring food. So far: cheese and crackers, cous cous, pumpkin pie, and potatos. Not all that nutricious, but fairly alliterative.
First kisses are scary....especially when you find out that the guy has reptilian tendencies!!!!!!!!
first kisses: mine was behind carbone's pizza in shoreview, minnesota, after a school dance with an awesome cover band that did "cows" by the suburbs and "dancing with myself" by billy idol. we left the dance early, and i was so nervous, when he took my hand, i wondered if i'd be turned on. i was wearing red sunglasses and it was night (i was in 7th grade, okay?) and he and i talked of what we would do that summer. his face came closer, closer closer...closer... and there it was, and i wondered- -what do i do now? oh! there's a tongue! god, i hope i'm doing this right.
Recursion: In software it has to do with a function calling itself... a non-destructive feedback - the web exhibits recursion when ideas are transmitted and their creators evolve the content in response; a community is created.
it's my middle name, and james is breaking things. it's my computer, but i won't start pissing on trees. it's been a hell of a week, eep? yes, it's your apple talking.
--Patti Smith, Because the night belongs to lovers
It is a big deal.
I want to have a long term relationship with another woman, sexual relationship.
Anonymous guy? The old male standby--sleep with two women.
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