Sunday, June 22, 2008
--James A. Dunnigan and Albert A. Nofi
I loathe writing about vice. I find myself increasingly saddled with responsibility, deadlines, demands, external and internal pressures, and it's hard on my system. I can't drink anymore, can't tolerate fatty fried foods, don't have time for messy affairs even if I had the desire for them.
So forgive me if I numb my brain with occasional images of 7-foot behemoths smashing spherical material through nylon mesh, while I yell at the TV, "De-fence! C'mon!"
Forgive me if I swear at computer screens 'fuck you piece of shit you have one function in life why can't you do it?!'
Forgive me if I swear too much in general, grumble and complain and sometimes neglect the pleasantries.
Forgive me if I take work to bed and sleep in come morning.
Forgive me if I need a little caffeine in the morning, and if I come off a little cynical when you're whimsical, dreaming your dreams for two.
When ya gonna wake up
When ya gonna wake up.
Don't let Henry Kissinger tie you in a knot.
When ya gonna wake up?
(works for me)
I would whimsically point out that the computer monitor doesn't have a life, and is therefore really immune to the need of self-actualization. It really can't care whether it works or not.
The problem is, I see too many people like that.
It appears that someone takes themselves too seriously. Do you have a tweed jacket with leather elbow pads, a pipe to pontificate around? Do you get invited to the toniest parties as a party favor, that touch of celebrity? No? Then you haven't worked hard enough at your craft. Haven't turned it into a vice to write about some would say.
Personally "fuck it or 'em" works in any given situation and a fried Jalapeño is a cleansing agent for both bowel and soul.
Have another martini and sleep in. the words will be there for writing when you are.
wilsonart: how different would art be without caffeine?
XD: i could forgive the computer its lack of ambition if it wasn't so smug about it.
TWM: taking oneself too seriously is good comedy.
and what x. dell said about the computer is absolutely true and had me and the people who read over my shoulder lauging hysterically.
The amount of money is really mind boggling, as is the human cost of course.
The end of this was very heartfelt.
Thanks for leaving such a nice comment on my other blog Middle Ditch. I never know under what name I should blog and I alternate it.
TWM: such a disgusting number. Most expensive assassination of a foreign dictator ever.
...and iRobot is a book I need to read. I doubt somehow that it contains the main character shamelessly endorsing All-Stars like he did in the movie.