Jul
19
2010

The Dictionary of Obscure Sorrows

The Dictionary of Obscure Sorrows falls firmly into the category of things I don’t think I really understand, but I’m pretty sure I like.  It’s a list of terms and definitions.  Each is a sort of poem about some feeling or situation, which the term labels.  A sort of free form modern poetic dictionary of life.  Or something like that.  Perhaps an example:

cumulostalgia

n. self-aware satisfaction with discussing the weather, which although a well-worn marker of shallow conversation thwarts the suspicion that any day now our fragmented and variegated selves will no longer overlap long enough to maintain a working definition of ‘we.’

Or:

anti-aliasing

n. -soc. psych. curiosity about the real flesh-and-blood people behind internet usernames, whose vivid individuality suggests that when our parents were tracing their fingers along our nameless faces looking for some hint of who we were to become, they really should have gone with Mr. Cookieface, Unicornpuncher, Dutchess Von Whatever, or Wookiegasm.

Or:

contact high-five

n. an innocuous touch by someone just doing their job—a barber, yoga instructor or friendly waitress—that you enjoy more than you’d like to admit, a feeling of connection so stupefyingly simple that it cheapens the power of the written word, so that by the year 2025, aspiring novelists would be better off just giving people a hug.

Intended or not, some of the best contemporary poetry I’ve read since college.

Via Kottke.

Ps – So, after writing this, I clicked the little information button at the top of the page, and it turns out the Dictionary of Obscure Sorrows is not only cool (and has a bit better definition of itself than what I came up with above), it’s also local, written by John Koenig of St Paul.  Adding local tag…

anti-aliasing

n. -soc. psych. curiosity about the real flesh-and-blood people behind internet usernames, whose vivid individuality suggests that when our parents were tracing their fingers along our nameless faces looking for some hint of who we were to become, they really should have gone with Mr. Cookieface, Unicornpuncher, Dutchess Von Whatever, or Wookiegasm.

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Jul
06
2010

Toothpaste tube squeezer haikus

So, I’m entirely too late for the contest for best haiku describing why one would need a specific tool for squeezing a toothpaste tube, which I suppose is what I get for reading most of the blogs I follow in fits and spurts, and which is probably just as well, since I’m fairly content with my tool-free method of toothpaste tube squeezing.  However, with a fairly absurd topic like that, I couldn’t resist trying to write a few.  Here’s what I came up with:

feeble hands cramping
toothpaste hides in corners deep
man must find new tool

why must you taunt me
fuzzy teeth from days with out
just one more dollop

tried to stab the tube
for one more glob, cut my hand
blood does not clean teeth

must keep tension tight
do not want my toothpaste stripes
turned to a gray mix

Crest and stripes on flag
I have made a mess again
want to fly white flag

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