the eggs are still good!

i got into providence today. i immediately found myself playing the game i call "find that smell."

this quickly turned into two main sub-games: "throw-out the dairy products and fry-day leftovers" and "guess why this room smells!"

i think i won at all games and sub games. the apartment is largely free of unpleasant scent.

i meant to be well on my way to REM stage about now, but i found myself all caught up in del.icio.us especially the tags of marisa olson whose stuff i've been interested in before.
but seriously, to someone like me, this page is near-porn.
pop-culture? emergent media? kittenwar? deleuze? damn!