Showing posts with label not really surreal so much as faintly amusing and definitely unfunny. Show all posts
Showing posts with label not really surreal so much as faintly amusing and definitely unfunny. Show all posts

11.4.07

quick one with mushrooms...

e. cross saltire is churning-up some real lonely-planet-style blogging over at nontrivialpursuit. good reads, and you'll learn quite a bit about places with not enough vowels in their names. kinda puts to shame a recent realization i had that while my initial vision for 'my fiction' was to manufacture something completely disassociated from reality, i am now almost certainly engaged in attempting to generate a connection between this rather stark, depressing and obviously muddled-up interior and the 'real world'...

but i digress: what i'd really wanted to say before being waylaid by further solipsism and uninteresting narcissistic rumination is that i just had a minorly surreal moment when i realized i was having oyster *mushroom* crisps ('wasabi flavour'...masochistically delish) in Spore City...