Friday, June 1, 2007

Riffin

That's all I'm doing now is writing whatever comes to my head, about Angela, about anything. I find it amazing the power of the internet, allowing me to communicate with you right now whether you know me or not. I think the value of the telephone was to get us to this stage, and now I think they are more or less useless. Sure, keep 'em around in case your comp breaks down, but really. It is a relatively new requirement of the human species that one should keep in touch with their children until their children are old and the parent finally dies. It is nice and all, and especially works for people whom that works for. But man, some people can just reel in their kids, keep 'em from shooting out into whatever is out there, always magnetically drawing them back. It is an amazing thing the internet has done, and the recent trend in weblogging. I think it is great. Almost as great as eating pies.

I ate too many donuts tonight, then I ate supper, and then some tums. I hope that it is as tasty for you as it is for me. Because this is just nonsense and of no real value now is it?

I was simply told once that if you want to be a writer you better be prepared to write every god damn day.

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