Archive for the 'self-reference' Category

The Kleinian revelation

December 10, 2007

Evolving embryo

PHILIP
“Hey Tony, guess which web site comes up #1 on Google when you search for ‘homeless man’ ?”

TONY
“All right!”

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Going soft on bums

August 22, 2007

Bum pad

PHILIP
“I see you’ve got yourself a luxury pad for your bum, Mr. Clemens.”

TONY
“And, let me tell you, when I’m done the day, it folds up nice too.”

PHILIP
“How about we do a photo shoot?”

TONY
“Where do I stand?”
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PS: Question – What would make this blog better?  Thanks for your comments.   –  Philip

Against the wind

July 6, 2007

All around the campfire

TONY
“There’s this woman who comes around, she’s got this homelessness project [commonweave.org]. Her name is Tanya and she’s getting folks to make scarves and give scarves to street people. She’s been bringing me lunch just about every day. You should say something about her on our blog.”

Reflections on the silver spoon

April 25, 2007

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TONY
“I was walking up Roncesvalles yesterday. You know the really nice restaurant just south of the old Revue, it’s the The Silver Spoon. Well, their windows are open, which doesn’t make much sense to me because it’s Monday and the restaurant doesn’t even open on Mondays. I know Rocco and he’s a good guy and I know he lives not too far. So I went and told him about the windows.”

PHILIP
“Can we use this for the blog?”

TONY
“Yeah for sure. They’re good folks — they’ll get a kick seeing themselves on the Internet.”

Getting high, getting up

January 9, 2007

Windows for washing

TONY
“Hey Phil, I’ve got a good headline for the next time we put something on the Internet. How about we do something about the time when ‘Tony got high’?

“Here’s how it goes. A while back, I cleaned windows for a living. Not for the street level; you can’t make any money there and there’s too much competition. I used to work on those platforms with the ropes that you see on the highrises.

“When I was doing a building once where luckily they were doing renovations below, I fell off. It was a few stories on the way down, let me tell you. I fell flat down on my back into the mud, in a kind of like a gingerbread man shape, pretty deep in the mud, which was there because of the renovating. So the guys on the ground, they couldn’t find me. All they saw was my plaform hanging ass-over-tea kettle and no one up there. I was right in the mud but they couldn’t see me. Anyway, I wasn’t hurt but they couldn’t find me until I got out of the mud myself.”

A sign of self-reference

November 23, 2006

Tony’s new sign

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