Prairie Lights bookstore in Iowa City, Iowa sells Tao Lin's books. There were 3 copies of Bed & 3 copies of Eeeee Eee Eeee. I don't have a camera so maybe I'll take my new MacBook laptop to Prairie Lights bc it has a built-in camera & take a picture of those books together on the shelf & then post the picture here.

This is what I put in my hair every morning:

Aqua (Water), Cetyl Alcohol, PEG 180, Isostearyl Neopentanoate, Stearamidopropyl Dimethylamine, Amodimethicone, Parfume (Fragrance), Cetrimonium Chloride, Cetyl Esters, Lauryl PEG/PPG-18/18 Methicone, Methylparaben, Hydroxyethylcellulose, Citric Acid, Pyrus Malus (Aple Fruit Extract), Trideceth 12, Niacinamide, Pyridoxine HCl, Chlorhexidine Dihydrochloride, Linalool, Saccharum Officinarum (Sugar Cane Extract), Citrus Limonium (Lemon Peel Extract), Camellia Sinensis (Camellia Sinensis Leaf Extract

I'm going to be teaching a college intro lit class soon & for the poetry unit I will make them read Tao Lin's "Some of My Happiest Moments in Life Occur on AOL Instant Messenger."

I saw Tao Lin at Washington Square Park.
I saw Tao Lin at Washington Square Park.
I saw Tao Lin at Washington Square Park.
I saw Tao Lin at Washington Square Park.
I saw Tao Lin at Washington Square Park.
I saw Tao Lin at Washington Square Park.
I saw Tao Lin at Washington Square Park.
I saw Tao Lin at Washington Square Park.
I saw Tao Lin at Washington Square Park.
I saw Tao Lin at Washington Square Park.
I saw Tao Lin at Washington Square Park.
I saw Tao Lin at Washington Square Park.
I saw Tao Lin at Washington Square Park.
I saw Tao Lin at Washington Square Park.
I saw Tao Lin at Washington Square Park.
I saw Tao Lin at Washington Square Park.
I saw Tao Lin at Washington Square Park.
I saw Tao Lin at Washington Square Park.
I saw Tao Lin at Washington Square Park.
I saw Tao Lin at Washington Square Park.
I saw Tao Lin at Washington Square Park.
I saw Tao Lin at Washington Square Park.
I saw Tao Lin at Washington Square Park.
I saw Tao Lin at Washington Square Park.
I saw Tao Lin at Washington Square Park.
I saw Tao Lin at Washington Square Park.
I saw Tao Lin at Washington Square Park.
I saw Tao Lin at Washington Square Park.
I saw Tao Lin at Washington Square Park.
I saw Tao Lin at Washington Square Park.
I saw Tao Lin at Washington Square Park.
I saw Tao Lin at Washington Square Park.
I saw Tao Lin at Washington Square Park.

mnemosyne

The first sentence of John R. W. Stott’s “Becoming a Christian”:

“Ignorance is probably the greatest enemy of the Christian faith today, and muddleheadedness is one of the sins of the age.”

This pamphlet is available for free at Port Authority.


The first sentence of Vladimir Nabokov’s autobiography Speak, Memory:

“The cradle rocks above an abyss, and common sense tells us that our existence is but a brief crack of light between two eternities of darkness.”

This book is available for free if you steal it from Barnes & Noble.


I don’t know why I decided to put the two together, other than the fact that both happen to be on my desk right now. Notice, however, that both begin with run-on sentences, two independent clauses stuck together with a comma and (the same) conjunction. Both reference vague, sweeping ideologies with words like “ignorance” “abyss” “existence,” and in phrases like “sins of the age” and “eternities of darkness,” all of which mean nothing. Both, incidentally, suck.

This is spooky.

I missed Tao Lin's reading yesterday because the L train didn't go to Tao Lin's reading

A coworker and I are turning poems into madlibs. My coworker is a poet and a billing coordinator at an advertising company. I'm a poet and an intern at an advertising company. We are getting MFAs. Here's an example:

The Greasy Pickup Truck

so much flowers
upon
a greasy pickup
truck

limpid with bacon
ator

beside the opaque
lightbulbs.



A girl with an MFA wrote this last summer:

so much depends
upon
the economy

glazed by Jesus

beside the white
people.


Tao Lin doesn't have an MFA. I missed Tao Lin's reading because the L train didn't go to Tao Lin's reading.

I work for a large advertising company that pays me money. I am also one of Tao Lin's interns. From now on, I will concentrate only on internship-related activities at work. This way, an irreversible chain of events will be set in motion, one that will go largely unnoticed by pretty much everyone but me, but one that will nonetheless be of unprecedented social/political/economic significance, and what have you. By 'internship-related activities' I also mean reading and writing. You see, each time a middle-aged American person sees a Wendy's Baconator commercial on TV, and as a result decides to purchase and eat a Wendy's Baconator, the Wendy's Corporation will make money, and continue to very generously support the advertising company responsible for the creation of the Baconator campaign. And because of the success of the Baconator campaign, this advertising company can afford to hire interns for the summer, give them little to no work, and ignore them. A Baconator is a new Wendy's hamburger that has two beef patties, two slices of yellow American cheese, and six strips of bacon. So the number of Baconators consumed in America is directly proportional to me, Tao Lin's fourth (?) intern, and to this blog. I've never met Tao Lin. It doesn't matter that I've never met Tao Lin because he will give me moleskin journals. This is my mission statement. Thank you for reading it.