Jun
28
Return of The Furious Romantic
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Hello. I have returned.
Big Project, while not near to finished, is currently idle, waiting for me, somewhere at the end of a transitional period. For now it has to keep waiting. Eventually I’ll spill the beans (or lay the fart, if I have eaten the beans) on what exactly the damn thing is. Not that you, my four or five readers, don’t already know. Whatever (I’ll do what I want). Just humor the fatalist.
Also, maybe this is just a byproduct of having had the luxury (not that I didn’t pay for it!) of having been able to devote myself full-time to an artistic endeavor for an extended period of time - but for the last few days I have found myself treating my old raw material stomping grounds (real life, and The New York Times) with a mixture of suspicion and caution. Why was I spending so much time reading about shit…watching shit go down? I wonder if I went a little too far in my explorations of y(our) sick little meta-culture…when I could have been…actually doing something.
And now I’ve used the word meta as a prefix. God help us all, if you can spare the time and/or the lost advertising dollars.
Jun
5
Ain’t talking about the magazine…
What’s more pathetic, New Yorker…the fact that you can’t sit here…or the fact that doing so anyway (for five minutes) would probably represent your biggest act of protest for the day?
Americans, for the most part, are wusses, complainers, and poor excuse makers. Kudos to the woman from Montenegro who waited to take that picture.
Go ahead. Prove me wrong!
And/or…
Read.
Jun
3
Too busy to offer my ever-so-insightful commentary…but I leave it to my loyal and intelligent readers to fill in the blanks.