It's the holiday season, and I am at my mother's house. I have just returned from a trip to the mall, and I am very hungry, but can find nothing in the house to eat except heaps of junk food. On the counter are huge bowls filled with a variety of potato chips, candy, and half-eaten cakes. In the fridge I find only a bowl filled with maki, that I know has been in there for some time. I wish that I could make a sandwich.

For your edification and delight, the following flotation devices are offered:

flotson - concerning duende and the portable stallion; musings on poesis in convenient, bite-sized chiclets.
mise en abyme - concerning the synergistic effects of Google and intoxicants; a prolegomena to any future metaphysics.
flanerie - concerning the cosmopolis, ubiquitous technologies and decisive moments; Bell, Bresson and Baudelaire, a triple threat in the age of Nokia.
oneironautica - concerning hypnogogia; an archaeology of sleep.



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