braindelay

some fish

http://www.cso.ie/census/documents/2006_prelim_table01.pdf
The census is out, and the numbers are scary. Very scary indeed. It seems that Leinster is the only province which has more women than men.
From my thinking, there are two possible explanations for this: mass murder… or something much worse.
It’s possible (we can only hope so) that the muck-savages have been drowning their daughters. […]

I thought about it and then I did it: all of the images in lost and found can now be seen, in modern-art, pop format, at my rosenquist generator.

All of my relationships are platonic, they get that way after sex.
– Andrei Codrescu, Platonism, and why the world’s fucked up
There’s a certain misunderstanding that I think needs to be cleared up, and it’s got a lot to do with monkeys and sex. At first I thought it had more to do […]

I’ve recently bought a scanner, and it seems that found art is all the rage these days, so here are a few of the flatter items from my tin box.

Some truly awful student poetry .
Proof of my hall story […]

This is a neuropeptide called phenylethylamine, but you can call it love. It gets released into the unsuspecting brain whenever you feel that old black magic, or whenever you eat large quantities of chocolate.
So there it is: if you feel like you’ll never find that very special person, you can still get that kick… can’t […]

Man was matter, that was Snowden’s secret. Drop him out the window and he’ll fall. Set fire to him and he’ll burn. Bury him and he’ll rot like other kinds of garbage. The spirit gone, man is garbage. That was Snowden’s secret. Ripeness was all. - Joseph Heller.

This is where it all began, this was my first ever post, on my first ever website: a page on angelfire. It’s about *fruit*. You may think you’re the original braindelay, but you’re not: I am.

You can spot them a mile off, the penultimate dreamers, they always have that annoyed look because they’re not somewhere […]