in the solitude of the first waking hour

hail the moleman! (horsemouth has said this before)

the moleman is the genius artist and we are all just squatting in the ruin of his genius. 

the devil take your architect and your CD collection. 

horsemouth is typing this into some strange variety of notetaking software (one note) because the pesky internet is off yet again. (garn)

does he have anything deep and meaningful to say? nope. 

so this is NOT 'an entirely written in the morning blogpost' then, is it horsemouth? 

'the grey penumbra of dream persists, and indeed, in the solitude of the first waking hour, consolidates itself.'  - breakfast room, walter benjamin, in one way street. 

this is why the entirely written in the morning blogpost is valuable. 

and here we go.

'keep a bit of internet somewhere safe in case it runs out' (advised a friend).

what would horsemouth do if it all ran on (the internet outage he means)? 

well he'd probably nip back to the city and he'd probably remember the things he has stored locally on his various computers for a rainy day.  for instance he has a copy of one way street by walter benjamin with the susan sontag introduction just sitting there on his dad's old laptop from a previous visit. 

'it is understandable if a person grows tired and takes refuge in death' - walter benjamin, quoted in susan sontag's introduction to his one way street. 

ok the internet is a little buggy this morning but horsemouth seems to be back on (intermittently).