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In 1975, Tom Yest received a book from an unknown publisher. This book revealed the hidden mysteries and secret dealings of a heretofore unknown society. Tom Yest read it cover to cover in one sitting, committing every word to memory.… more ›
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Pussenboat‘s Manifest (Destiny): Sue Harky – veterinarian + makeshift captain, city of origin: AmsterdamGloria Kotka – cat-groomer + belly dancer, city of origin: the HagueMax Block – philosopher + tourist, city of origin: WeimarJan Kropka – philology student + poet… more ›
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At the corner of Eerste Laurierdwarsstraat and Laurierstraat in Amsterdam is where I met Lupita, who would later become my wife and take on the appositive “La Puta.” We married November 24, 1971–exactly 23 years before the artist Rob Scholte… more ›
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Tom’s first lover was a linguist from Oslo: Dr. Janet Slowo. She was fluent in every dead language known to man. And she often created knew words for old ideas: putraction – the uncanny vomity feeling that dragged itself out… more ›
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A train arrived from the future with a small present stowed away in one of the compartments. Do you open it: yes or no? Yes. Y-E-S spells yes. Your colour is bleu. B-L-E-U spells bleu. Remember that song: “L’amour est… more ›
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You can’t spell Clover without l-o-v-e. Clover LeafSeptember 19, 1991(?) – December 1, 2005 If interested, please consider making a donation to the ASPCA. more ›
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No, this is not some secret symbol from some long-forgotten Da Vinci cult/Skulls & Bones good-old-boys club. It’s a molecule of phosphorus–a chemical that was used to burn the skin off Iraqis (both military and civilian) in our attempt to… more ›
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Finally, an elected official that has big enough testicles to take on this illegal and morally reprehensible war. Kudos to Congressman Murtha, Democrat from Pennsylvania’s 12th Congressional District. I love how the bastards (and at least one bitch who made… more ›
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Oh, what the hell! Attractive college student seeks discreet benefactor. My interests include music, art, international travel, and long strolls on the beach. I should’ve thought of this a long time ago…. I wish that shrill, whiney incompetent fuck would… more ›