Monday, April 25, 2011

A Revitalization

Here begins the newest, most amazing musing from The Loudest Fan. Bow appropriately:

Many, many, many insincere apologies, my friends. The 1970s-era wireless router in my apartment has been dead for the better part of the past 3 weeks, effectively limiting my access to the interwebs to only my phone. Sure, I could've gone to coffee shops or the like to keep this up, but we all know I don't do any internetting between 7 AM and 10 PM, so I didn't. And I refuse to post from my phone. I deserve better than that.

So you'd expect that with so much time to myself away from this awesometastic page that I'd develop a post to trump all posts. To that expectation I say, "Ha!" followed by a resounding, "No!" I prefer to defy expectations in all forms. .sdrawkcab nettirw si ecnetnes siht oS

Am I excusing laziness with claims of originality and unexpectedness? That's for me to know and for you to SHUT THE HELL UP.

To get to the point: I still need $$$. My pipe dream of a podcast is a ways off so long as potential employers continue to fail to see how overqualified I am for just about every job ever.

My resumé.

So, continue to support me here. Don't resist your urge to view this divine pinnacle of all that is good in the world over and over again, day after excited day. If you feel so inclined, don't hesitate to check out the generous folks who advertise on this pure-glory-in-written-form of a page. That is, unless they are certifiable scum.

Tuesday, April 5, 2011

Barenaked Ladies

Here begins the newest, most amazing musing from The Loudest Fan. Bow appropriately:

Confused about the title? Don't be, because, "It's been... One week since" I've posted. Also, I've outsourced to that starving poet, Damon, once more, and he's got a batch of sexiness for your eyes' balls. Really. Am I just being lazy? Probably.

Let's get on with the sharing of the poems, then:"Here's an older work to get y'all acclimated to all the sexy. It's an exercise in flarf." A decent one, at that. Curious how dated FML is already.

"In keeping with the vaguely incestuous elements..." O Ed, I pus.

Great. I ask for sexy, you give me this. This makes me need a drink for all the wrong reasons. "Drink away, buddy. DRINK IT UP."

"There, is that better? Scintillating enough?" Still kind of a downer, though. But I do like it. "There's no pleasing you then. I'll wrap this up with my latest, sexless work."

"I challenge your commenters to analyze and critique the shit out of this one." Sexy. And watch your language, buddy.

Enjoy, folks. I know I did.