how bout you ray? (2026-10 weekly post)
look: i have finished a first good draft of Scott and Bianca
look: the snow has melted and allergies occur
no matter events otherwise this week will have been sad. a good friend moved back to florida literally yesterday, as to shadow over all other events. time and change are noticed most when sad. etc etc.
let’s leave it then as that: representation
Beer, by Haruki Murakami
-- In honor of
Jingu Stadium
Matsoka's home runs are not
hit for me
—— So the unhappy
beer vendor tells us
1981/5/16
from “An Anthology of Yakult Swallows Poetry”
my translation of the seventy-fifth story (out of 99) of 夢で会いましょう [Meet Me in a Dream] by Haruki Murakami and Shigesato Itoi, not guaranteed to be accurate. see the intro post to read more!
basically an answer to a question (2026-09 weekly post)
arrange your lifes events by alphabetical. does it change how you experience life?
last week was, unremarkably, full of snow: the blizzard monday, snowmen that night (i need to learn a way to upload pictures), walking many nights out thru the cold to ie bars, skating rinks, dropping off medicine at train stations, karaoke. men yelling: monday to thank snow shovelers (who didnt care), sunday at low-wage workers at wendy’s, for making him wait a whole half hour, for which knocking down plastic shelves seemed proper payment
im having fun writing this-like. not incidentally, reading Djuna Barnes
but the worlds been very bad this week. you know this. you and me both live in it. in addition a very good friend is moving out of town and i dont want this. shouganai
writing
new translation post. getting deep into Scott and Bianca. wrote the chapter of the Human Fuck House. futzing with failure at interactive poems. one day ill get there (or die first)
etc
Xerox, by Shigesato-Itoi
my translation of the forty-seventh story (out of 99) of 夢で会いましょう [Meet Me in a Dream] by Haruki Murakami and Shigesato Itoi, not guaranteed to be accurate. see the intro post to read more!
It’s kinda wild that a guy who gets mad at a girl for putting her ass on the copier ends up being the guy who turns the same copier on my colleague’s telling me while shredding a vulgar result of this down into the trash but both are just as guilty of it is my complete thoughts on it and thinking on this while I talk I ask him hey want a copy of mine like my mouth’s gone rouge and made this decision its own and god almighty the shame that I’m suddenly bathed in but what’s that phrase ye who’s without sin throw the first stone and it’s all the Xerox’s fault anyway but again what’s that other old phrase love the sinner hate the sin and who says this wisdom can’t be held to the machine also and yeah I’m annoyed and completely embarrassed but its my place to yell out or complain but already the guys and the girls in the office have overheard this and they’ve all come around to laugh and throw insults and film me falling completely apart and I swear somewhere near very near I hear babies cry out and I have to wonder certainly this is a dream but then what do you know some new asshole’s come over and squashed down my dream in the copier too and the cops have been called and they’re here with the judge and the jury’s already come back and I’m sentenced death on a mimeograph cross in the company break room.
Translator's Note:
In the original Japanese, they spell it _Zerox_. I did _not_ respect this decision.
If you've read my original stuff (in English), you know I'm a lover of the long sentence, so as a challenge to myself I tried to maintain the original's lack of punctuation—something much harder to do in English, lacking particles to indicate parts of speech. In their place I _attempted_ to use rhythm to offer a little guidance, in imitation of spoken language. Did it work? I don't know.
Also: italics is _technically_ cheating, but god did I feel i needed it.
trey parker and matt stone are in hell (2026-08 weekly post)
today i found a bookshelf in my apartments lobby and im thinking about where to put it in the apartment. here’s this: there’s lots of space in little corners, but the shelf is BLUE!! a wonderful teal blue, of course, and beautiful, but for its beauty hard to find a non-conspicuous space: it contrasts in color and shape!
anyways, im thinking ill sneak it over here (i am gesturing to a location), and hope with some decoration it fits in well
writing? reflections on events?
among other things, there has been snow
new meet me in a dream story out, actually made it in a week this time! been, also, focusing (this week somewhat limited!) writing time on Scott and Bianca, at abt the 3/4 point—which means disintegration. the POV gets closer and closer and closer till we’re trapped with Bianca falling asleep in someone’s closet, then it bursts into an essay feel. i like it, writing. i hope to like it reading too
still havent been recording my own life events as i used to SO I FORGET WHAT HAPPENS BY WEEK. if i wanna do reflextions here, i oughtta do that, huh
playing Kingdom Hearts with S——: the most frustrating game start in the world
in conclusion, this