While Away From Johnson Hall Part 2

Kevin- if I dont' see you tonight please wake me up at 11am manana. tom

Kev- Dawn is beautiful 6am you missed out

KEV- COME SEE ME! PLEEZE! (heart) liz

Kevin, Ben says "Death" I not sure what it means

Kevbo- come up and see me when you get back. Joel Hodgson

Kevin I came to see you- Elizabeth

Steve's phone is disconnected. He'll call you tomorrow at 11:00

Kev- those movies need to be returned today

Kevin- Last night you missed the most amazing display of tribal insanity and lyrical intellectualism since 1965. It's 10:30. Come up when you get back.

Kevin- I'm smitten! She talks politics! She knows the issues. She may come over tonight. My crush with eyeliner. Come visit! t

David Hasselhoff has your luggage

Kev- meet me and Cathy at 4:30 outside Hibbs. Not Catherine with the knife--trumpy

Some dinner date. t

Kev- Where are you? I think you hurt me real bad. I think I need to see a doctor KEVIN! Help me! Tom

Kev- 4:30 Also, remember, smug girls may be swords

--have you seen Kevin? --He tried to eat me. He's evil kid 4:20

Steve called

Sarah and Kelly called

Kevin Stopped in to visit and talk. You weren't here. Love Pilar

Kevin- I came by to see you but you weren't here. Joan Your pen sucks

Kev- be here at noon I need you to come somewhere with me.

Kev- Where are you? it's noon.

Keven-- Hey. . .where have you been lately? Come visit! Stacy

Kev- I tried to change the channel while les filles were watching Oprah and in a stupid scan accent the not as pretty one said "Don't" and I looked at her and said "yes, yes" and sat down. This story will appear in more detail in tomorrow's Commonwealth Times.

The Ethyl Project

In the Fall of 1994 two college students began receiving cryptic, vaguely poetic messages from a freestanding, non-networked computer in a dusty college dormroom littered with empty packs of Basics. They kept the communiques from the computer secret for nearly twleve years. Today though, you are privy to part one of these mysterious statements:
-Rectal chicks must divulge
-You felt your dangers and the astronomer under our hands, that kills
-I can swim, because Dickens quickly must smile
-Yogi Bear is not sour
-I, who will be Godzilla, who pops, smelled
-Sara's pox pulls
-Mighty Car's soul visualizes
-Nietszeche's troubadour
-urinesque rush
-will yearning goths be perky?
-You are like guns
-Nightmares shouldn't have rotated
-rambunctious tongue
-Green Lantern's afrocentric peasant should be unbelievably jubilant
-Retards wetly wanted
-Sandman could've grown
-Emerson writes
-Some blissful nicotine for Mr. Vann's flock
-raving rotten sad pizza
-scalped flapper
-This problem can sleep
-That gag was not hinged
-I was being edgey
-My fetal fairy
-Drama Girl had looked
-Epics without the cake
-Some shitty whimsical dream
-An answer stalks
-Nevertheless, you clash
-Robust daisies were Boris Yeltsin's telescope
-The brain writes
-Stoned sharp babies
-Jack Ruby's bad overdose
-motheaten ruthless swamis
-the listless affliction popped
-the buttercup will sound
-plastic whip
-some distraught freedom grows
-polyester green eternities
-Will Audrey's halves hate?
-digital camel
-Thoreau's railroad
-No german visionary should sleep
-Judas feels
-James Dean's teenager is her drug
-we are not the realities
-Cathy could be nasty
-My wet jewish syringe
-no buxom robots are sensual
-It was a concept
-You and Amir, who had heard, couldn't tickle toilets that have married
-dancers smelled
-the redundant schizo
-Adam is sarcastically barking
-Should a capitalism carelessly crash
-Midwestern fingernails
the brains purr
-No circle jerk and crap stained twins
-We have been eurocentric
-Kevin's stained struggle
-religious grim railway
-silent lubricated feces
-I have been rambling
-Fretful downers
-Morrissey's peanuts
-my spook is you
-I was like his sickening livid spaghetti
-my hammered nun without the hallucinations
-mystical slick sewer
-illnesses were plays
-You shouldn't have been a wench
-cubist sex acts
-We are not Scandinavia's smug woes
-my brain must be as sad as the enchantment
-A saucy bitter plague
-The Scandinavian overdose
-The whites are we
-perverse juvenile thoraxes
-Puny messiah
-Baroque homeland
-Fragrant spittle
-Demure popsicle
-Santa Claus is your death
-A night with you is the other twin's moral
-This dangerous poet

More to come later.

While Away From Johnson Hall Pt. 1

Hey Kev, I only see one Norway twin, I wonder where the other one went--Hassa! (it's tom's pet name for me)

Kevin- It's dang near 2:15 am. You better not be out whoring around. Michael Stipe said "f--k" on Saturday Night Live. Those scandinavian c---'s kicked Brian in the face. The world collapsed on a Sunday morning. I saw the number 5 in gold. You know the thoughts that make me silent. Laughing underneath my breath. The street is full of punks. Bad! Bad! Bad! t

Kev- Hey com up when you get back. I think, honestly, that the count is NOT dead and that he followed me home and was digging in my back yard! Seriously! tom P.S. I saw him in Dharma last night.

Kevin- check out my fish--God (crossed out) I mean Ben

Kev- eat this stuff? ok? or you lose big chunk out of your manhood. (a happy audience claps vigorously). --the marlboro man

Kevin wake up it's 1:20

Kevin wake up it's DEATH

Kev- Dinner you F---head

Kev, I heard that your trying to get the band back together. Give me more info --Ben

Kev- Hibbs today or I'll tear you apart like pulled pork. Tom

Kev- You're not here d---weed. Come up when you get back. I re-routed the power thru Trumpy

Kevin- They tried to cut off all her hair while she slept the little bastards!

Kevin I tried to cut off all my hair while I slept -- lil' Bastard

Kev- in Hibbs the pork chops were like spicy tangy bits of norwegian flesh. If you get a chance, stop there and sample the magic. Hassa!

Their Cool Days By Then Long Over...

They marched in tuxedos down Michigan Ave at sunset thinking Tarantino-esque thoughts in search of Camels.

"The first lights of the evening were springing into pale existence.

This restaurant with a haunted corner.

A soft bell hummed midnight.

The red dusk was nearly gone, but she had advanced into the last patch of it.

The new trees, the new quivering life, the new shadows that designed new terrain on the old.

The corpses of a million blue fish.

Green jars and white magnolias.

As thin as a repeated dream."

-- The Notebooks D: Descriptions of Things and Atmospheres, F. Scott Fitzgerald in The Crackup

From Frying Pan to Fire (the year in review. . .almost) Part 2 at least

Some people I've seen in 1 year (in no particular order):

The Shins
The White Stripes
The Pixies
X
Moistboyz
U2
Dinosaur Jr.
Sonic Youth
Robert Pollard
Juliana Hatfield
Yeah Yeah Yeahs
Mogwai
. . .

“Let’s go on a trip to somewhere new, just the two of us.”

“What do you want for dinner?”

“Do you want more coffee?”

“How was work?”

“I’m in the mood for a crowd.”

“Tell me that story again about when you were 7.”

“How did you end up being the only one who knows anything at your job, I swear.”

“It wasn’t worth the money. And the fries were cold.”

“Do you really think I can pull it off? Or are you just saying that?”

“It was great. You should have seen the look on her face! O my goodness!”

“O, I don’t know. I don’t want to talk about that now. I’ll just get sad.”

“He didn’t even say thank you.”

“I’m glad we’re perfect. Can you imagine how hard it must be to be like them?”

“I don’t know, I guess I just thought you wouldn’t want me to. I’m sorry.”

“You can do anything you put your mind to. I’ve seen you do it before and it was pretty crazy.”

“O my. I don’t think I’ve ever laughed that hard with anyone. You are too funny.”

“I don’t know. I mean, I guess if that’s what you want then that’s cool. I’ll just figure something else out.”

“Thanks for going with me. It was nice to have you there. It’s always nice to have you there.”

Because I said so. . .

"You're going to go now"

My Circular Life Pt. 2

1/4 c zucchini, sliced
1/4 c squash, sliced
1/4 c broccoli
1/4 c onion, chopped
1 clove garlic, minced
1/2 c coconut milk
1 oz ginger, minced
4 tbsp yellow (hot) curry
1 c rice, cooked

Cook, eat half, place the leftovers in a bowl and cover it with tin-foil (shiny side up) and place it in the fridge. Set it, and then forget it.

L'ability (towards the medical model)

I dont' know where the individual who wrote this on emotional lability got any of her information but it appears to be directed at caregivers of stroke victims. It's the first thing that comes up in response to emotional lability on Google. Wikipedia has it listed as "labile affect" and illucidates other possible organic neurological causes for it.

"Borderline individuals are affectively intense and labile. As noted in Chapter 1, many studies have suggested that borderline and parasuicidal individuals are characterized by anger, intense frustration, depression, and anxiety; as noted in Chapter 2, Dialectical Behavioral Therapy (DBT) postulates that difficulties in regulating painful emotions are central to the behavioral difficulties of the borderline individual," and "Such affective intensity and lability suggest that borderline patients might benefit from help in learning to regulate their affective levels."-- Cognitive Behavioral Treatment of Borderline Personality Disorder, 1993, Marsha M. Linehan

Marsha M. Linehan is on to a real good thing. When most treatment for Borderline Personality Disorder only seems to make things worse, it's pretty amazing that she can come up with something that research seems to support working.

But then what about Bipolar II? Firstly, it's important to understand the difference between a manic episode and an hypomanic episode. Note that a manic episode is reserved for Bipolar I, hypomanic episode for Bipolar II.

And soon to come. . ."not officially in the rule book" is Bipolar III? I'm not kidding, they're working on this stuff.

So, ok, Borderline Personality Disorder is clearly diagnostically (link comes from the medical world's book of diagnosis rather than DSM-IV-TR)different than Bipolar II (or III?).

But did you knowthis anticonvulsant (aka anti-seizure med) Lamictal is working for Bipolar II and no shit, for Borderline Personality Disorder too. I wonder if it works for stroke victims. . .

Of course, it would be illegal to talk as though I have any particular authority on this topic. I don't. And it would be irresponsible to present any of this particularly as fact. It's not. . .

For the Synergy Effect

No More Shrinking Violets?: Social Anxiety Disorder & Discursive Transformation

"During its period of ascendance, dynamic psychiatry linked itself closely with the discipline of clinical medicine. Indeed, as Horwitz argues, this gave the discipline a prestige of scientific validity that allowed psychiatry to distance itself from other rival discourses in the mental health field (2002a: 58).5 However by the 1960s, the culture in medicine underwent a substantial transformation, adopting a methodology more congruent with classical conceptions of science (Ibid: 58). While practitioners of dynamic psychiatry continued to base their research on particular case histories, medical research began to view case studies as anecdotal and unscientific. According to Starr, medical research moved to a system predicated on specific disease entities that could be precisely defined and subject to scientific analysis. The use of large statistical studies, control groups, and double blind placebo trials of medication became the norm, thereby undermining the scientific legitimacy of the methodology employed by dynamic psychiatry (Starr, 1982). The dynamic system, with its view of manifest symptoms as “clues” or symbols” with variable meanings in determining the underlying causes of psychological distress made it virtually impossible to develop a well defined diagnostic system to be able to conduct large statistical studies with reliably measured disorders along the lines of clinical medicine. . ."

From a Foucaulvian perspective; the shift in psychiatry from identifying psychological/psychiatric issues as Freud, et al described them to what is now considered the medical model. Or rather, how a shift in the dominant discourse has created the increase in diagnosis of social anxiety disorder (implications that the same holds true for other disorders as well).

More Quacks on Quackery

"WOULD WHICHEVER PRO-PSYCHIATRY CAMPAIGNER IS CHANGING MY EDITS WITHOUT DISCUSSION PLEASE DISCUSS THEM IN THIS SECTION FIRST? WP IS SUPPOSED TO BE NPOV. THUS, REFERRING TO 'RATHER VOCAL FORMER PSYCHIATRIC PATIENTS' HAS NO PLACE IN THIS ARTICLE. THERE IS A LARGE MOVEMENT AGAINST ELECTROSHOCK AND OTHER PSYCHIATRIC ASSAULT. IF YOU CONTINUE TO TRY TO MINIMIZE OUR POINT OF VIEW, I WILL GET MORE AND MORE FORCEFUL ABOUT MINIMIZING YOURS. -- EFS"

Original article.

I suppose being hit in the head with a baseball bat might also achieve similar results.

"Actually, the leading proponents are psychiatrists who earn a hefty fee every time they flick that switch. On our local psych ward, the machine was manufactured by an outfit called Somatoform, but I have no information on that company. -- EFS"

Shhhhhh. There there, now. *flick*

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