By: Neil LaBute

“One baby octopus in liquid.”

By: Ben Katchor

It was, in fact, a discarded woman’s jewelry case.

By: Laura Lippman

I knew the hard parts that looked simple, and the simple parts that looked hard.

By: Joe Yonan

I worked on it for weeks. The rope flew, my skin burned.

By: Marc Weidenbaum

Stare back in time and time stares back at you.

By: Geoff Manaugh

It was both hermetic and omnipresent.

By: PROJECT:OBJECT

LOST OBJECTS v. 2 — series introduction

By: Tom Nealon

From ADAM’S ALE to HUCKLE MY BUFF

By: Marc Weidenbaum

Listening to and in the Mars Trilogy

By: Peggy Nelson

Marc Weidenbaum of Disquiet.com on the importance of blogging.

By: Tom Nealon

Did the CIA create the Manwich — and why?

By: Brian Berger

It makes you wonder what a black SHAMPOO could have been like.

By: Peggy Nelson

Flip the film over and look for the union label.

By: Carlo Rotella

“I seek only to become a cup empty of myself, filled with oneness.”

By: Carolyn Kellogg

Desert, depravity, roadburn, madness, speed speed speed.