perfunctory publishing

The mailbag was full this week, and it has forced me back into responding to things I write about...but that will end soon...and I blame myself entirely for this one.

When I start typing it is a mix of sarcasm, a black sense of humor, and honesty...with some shit that I write just to fuck with you and me...but that is a very small part of it. I have Todd "I probably shouldn't be saying this..." Clem disease. Some things I should type but I don't really think about it to be honest with you, and I just push out my thoughts. I don't like censoring myself so I write what I write and let the chips fall as they may.

I said that I might write something for this blog, but then I listed why I won't...in my mind despite saying maybe I put this issue to bed as I was writing it. It was me talking to me more than typing it for this blog. I will end this by saying, as nice as the emails were I am NOT going to write any fiction for this or any other blog. I do like the idea of writing some pulp stuff as writing exercises, but those aren't going to be a fair representation of my talents or of the direction I want my writing to go. I find the idea of writing some pulp stories PERSONALLY interesting, because it goes so far against who i am as a writer that it would be very, very difficult for me...despite my overwhelming love and respect for the works of James Ellroy.

I write short stories fairly frequently now and i don't post them...why would I do this. It would come off very badly because I am not a pulp writer and I am not claiming to be, I just need to learn brevity and I think those feeble attempts are best done where no one is subjected to read them. In the words of the great politician, Mayor Quimby, "may all of your disgraces be private ones." I do want to thank all of you who voiced support for this idea, but it ain't going to happen. There is no upside to it for me...maybe I am not seeing it but since I don't...

Arsenal is now 5 points up on the table.

Can you think of anyone more pathetic than someone who watches the Grammys? The Grammys weren't cool 15 years ago...now they are just fucking pathetic.

This is a great prank - http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20080211/ap_on_fe_st/odd_chickens_in_school

Obama is rolling...and I have to wonder...I like him...but is this more of the JFK vs. Nixon election. Hillary, by all accounts one scary fucking cunt...looks bad...and Obama playing the slick good looking politician running on "change." I have no fucking idea what "change" is coming...I don't think anyone does...but I like it for some reason. Instead of Style vs. Substance...it is Satan vs. Style.

Psychiatry is the new religion.
Oprah is the new Jesus.
Redemption isn't worth it anymore.


Life is not holding a good hand; Life is playing a poor hand well. - Danish proverb