E-STIR (4/20)

SLITHERONDA
SHINDARETOL
EADTHISLORN
ARTSLINEDOH
TOSILANDHER
NOTESHARDLI
LTONESHARDI
NHALEDITSOR
DERSLAINTOH
ANDSORELTHI
SHEIRANTOLD
SHEDONTRAIL
HEARTSOLDIN
ILOSTANDHER
SANELORDTHI
EISHANTDROL
STHINODERAL
LATHISENDOR
LIEDASTHORN
RANTSHIELDO
SRAINHEDOLT
NAIRHELOSTD
TARNISHEDOL
OESNTHARDIL
DHARLOTSINE
LRAINSHEDOT
IRADONTSHEL
HEROILSANDT
TERINASHDOL
HREADSINLOT
ORSTHINDEAL
SHONEDTRAIL

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15 Responses to “E-STIR (4/20)”

  1. AlphabetofBrookeShields Says:

  2. Alphabet_of_LouiseBrooks Says:

    Art, an activity always availble, attracts abundant aspirants among Americans and aliens alike. Annique and Alfred are artists. Abe, Anton, and Aretha are also artists. Actually, all Americans are artists. All aspire. And architects, attorneys, assemblymen, anthropologists, athletes, alienists, actors, agronomists — almost all admire American art, all are avid afficionados, although adulation always appears amateurish.

    Anyway…

    Annique and Alfred are arguing about Art. “Art asks attention and application,” asserts Annique. “Aerobic activity asphixiates artistic aptitude.”

    Alfred assents, amorously attending Annique’s answers, anxious, ambivalent, aching acutely as Annique’s anatomy arches.

    “An able artist,” avers Annique, “adroitly anticipates all academic antagonism and acts accordingly.”

    Alfred agrees again, above all awaiting an appropriate avenue allowing an amorous approach.

    “Any artistic act affirms an afterlife,” announces Annique axiomatically.

    Ardour all ablaze, affections absolutely aroused, Alfred attempts an awkward advance.

    Alas, Anton, and Aretha arrive.

    “Ahem,” announces Anton.

    “An arpetif?” asks Annique affably. “Anise? Absinthe? Amaretto? Applejack?”

    Anton, affectedly, accepts an absinthe; Aretha abstains.

    Alfred’s artworks are all around, attracting Aretha’s aesthetic attention: an acrylic apple, an altered avocado, an atrocious aquamarine apparatus, an assemblage (ascot, anchor, axe), an allegorical arachnid, an anti-archetonic arch, an actual Assyrian antler, and a… a… a…(Abide awhile amiable audience, as, abracadabra, an author achieves alphabetically accomplished acts) … a… a… a… a…

    “An abstract?” asks Aretha (averting authorial abulia)

    “An aardvark,” answers Alfred.

    “Attaboy Alfred… Another aardvark!”

    As always, analytical and arrogant, Anton attacks Alfred’s art.

    “Arcane… aberrant…arbitrary… as austere as an anchorite at an altar abashed.”

    “Apt as always, Anton,” adds Annique.

    Actually, Anton’s assertions are assinine. Alfred’s artifacts (arcane, admittidly, and as aberrant as anyone’s) aren’t “arbitrary.”

    As all assembled auditors acknowledge, Anton, alas, also admires Annique. Accordingly, Alfred’s anxiety at Anton’s attack alienates Annique and accentuates Anton’s appealing assurance.

    After awhile, Anton asks Annique about attending an art auction..

    Annique agrees and ascends an aft atelier — an attic aperature.

    Aretha, appalled at Alfred’s acquiescence, assaults Anton.

    “An auction? Awfully arty Anton!”

  3. Dr_TJ_Eckelburg Says:

    How does disinformation work?

    Alex Jones, Webster Tarpley, and David Icke, are all proven disinfo mooks many times over, what with kooky scenarios involving Tony Blair, Hilary Clinton, and George Bush all morphing into trans-dimensional alien devil lizards while sacrificing babies n’ stuff.

    So if they claim (and they all do) that 9/11 originated from somewhere within our government itself, then that means that anyone who would even take such a possiblity under consideration just HAS to be as kooky and stupid as they are!

    They just HAVE to!

    (traditional anti-conspiracy mantra should banish any Bad Thoughts should they arise)

    TINFOIL! TINFOIL! TINFOIL! TINFOIL! TINFOIL! TINFOIL! TINFOIL! TINFOIL! TINFOIL! TINFOIL! TINFOIL! TINFOIL!
    NYAH-NYAH-NYAH-NYAH-NYAH!!!!!

    …meanwhile, back on March 4 2001…

  4. Dexter_Weaver Says:

    “dear secret fasters

    # easter exacts vast rewards
    # screw fasts
    # feasts create a freer texas
    # crab rears fast
    # water bearer deceases
    # stars agree a sweet taste averts graves
    # set feet faster
    # sweetwater deserves carvers stabbers
    eaters carafe drawers steadfast feeders
    # wear fast rags at 5
    # 2
    # 45 caveat regrets regarded bad
    # dexter fred weaver
    # sweetwater texas”

  5. TheBlueCephalopodManFromTitan Says:

    For those of you playing at home, we submit for your consideration:

    @the9riest = KEENAN VANGINKEL

    possibly alternates use of account with Michael Odegard and/or Mayra Martinez

  6. The_Log_Lady Says:

  7. Ts'ui_Pen Says:

    A day once dawned, and it was beautiful
    A day once dawned from the ground
    Then the night she fell
    And the air was beautiful
    The night she fell all around.

    So look see the days
    The endless coloured ways
    And go play the game that you learned
    From the morning.

    And now we rise
    And we are everywhere
    And now we rise from the ground
    And see she flies
    And she is everywhere
    See she flies all around

    So look see the sights
    The endless summer nights
    And go play the game that you leared
    From the morning.


  8. X The Un Knower is Da ULTIMATE Game Player!


  9. Fuck off Zardoz!!!

    ha ha ha ha!

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