Friday, August 1, 2008

Stay a Moment Yet...!

Gentle reader, we implore your indulgence! Do you dare deny yourselves the existential musings of a bard out of time, and other such Morrisonian plagiarism?

Indeed! When I'm not shooting the breeze of Poseidon with Dionysus, I may just call this digital crumb 'home' for my - nay, YOUR - amusement. Dangle your legs and dip your toes into the pools of dissonance, damnation, and other such horrors!

Truth: I have stumbled upon a SUPER-ULTRA-HOLOGRAPHIC-INFINITELY-CUSTOMIZED contraption, heretofore called a 'blog,' and I have decided to call it my 'home' in a suburbia where viral marketing is my neighbour, countless youtube idiots reside across the street, a barrage of celebrity privacy-invasion is just down the block, and any and all varieties of pornography constitute a good 70% of the population. 

Falsity: This weblog brings peace, fulfillment, and productivity into the life of those who read it.

Bullshit: Dave Matthews offers deep and meaningful lyrics to those who wish to discover them. 


Plans for a Better Future

In (chaos) theory, you may hope to find in the near future (or far future; they're really the same, no?):

  1. Updates on my WIP-py writings, and other random bits of pie. Currently I am working on:
  • A collection of disparate-but-eerily-connected short stories
  • A couple of novels, almost entirely of mediocre quality
  • Another novel, but a collaboration with a friend, about the nature of bullshit, and it's many wonders. Ho!
  • Random stabs at poetry when I feel like it. I say 'stabs' because it will almost certainly butcher the artform.
  • What I'm reading: now you too can live vicariously through my literary conquers! 
  • Random INTERNET SHIT I can conveniently link to here!
  • Yeah, that's all I got.
One day, you may find yourself saying: I read this guy back when no one else did!

Since this is my first entry, I can't give you, imaginary reader, much to chew on, though I hear grass is cheap and easy to find. So I leave you with STUFF:

Leopold McGinnis. He got me back to writing, so there's that. BUT! He's also a pretty good writer himself - a bard for all ages, but specifically this one. He's Canadian, and that's OK. Be sure to check out his books: Red Fez, Bad Attitude, and Game Quest. That last one is a fine, fine piece of literature indeed. Also check out the webzine he has some kind of hand in: Red Fez Publications. Good stuff, yeah, good stuff. 

Glass Candy. Music to my ears, and I speak in literal terms. This is their myspace page, when means it's THEIR SPACE, so easy now. 

What could he be reading? Good godam question. Right now I'm trying to get through Catcher in the Godam Rye 100% for the first godam time, and it sucks. No, really, English teachers everywhere should stop trying to force their godam students to read this book. Commentary on oppressively conservative '50's culture? Bullshit. Just a story of a neurotic jerk with anger management issues who also happens to be a loser hypocrite. No wonder that Salinger jerkoff went into hiding - I wouldn't want to try to explain this shit.

JK, LOL!!1 I'm just handing out some harsh jestures. It's not all that bad. I get it. I guess I just got sick of it when my high school teachers pounded it into my head. Whatever. Godam. It's an OK book. It really is.

Also found a lovely dusty copy of Genome on my bookshelf the other day. Interesting, clear "autobiography" of a species. Good stuff, slightly dated, but if you like genetics, check it out. See, I like genetics, and there's a particular piece I'm working on that takes some inspiration from our very own DNA. So a few years from now, when I'm all famous and stuff, and trying to take credit for everything I do, you can hopelessly shout: you got all that DNA bullshit from Genome

Good day, brave soul.