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…so I shoved it up my ass. You may be wondering why. Because if I’m going to hurt that much, I’m going to do it to myself. Oprah calls that ‘empowerment.’”
-Lewis Black
And then the snows came.
I almost lost an ear walking to work this morning, so it’s nice to see that it’s gotten worse. Fucking winter. And to think at one point I wanted to move to Montana. Yeah, that’s a good idea. Maybe for summers. Ride the range, feed my inner cowboy, that sort of thing.
Things could be worse, I could be moving to Alaska.
*knocks on wood*
I wonder sometimes about comic fans. I think a majority of us have more guilt than Catholics. We flagellate ourselves, get insanely picky and wear the “acceptable” comics down to a little nub, don’t talk about them, be meticulous and picky and all that crap. And, of course, there are the people who confuse format with content. Just because the 90s happened and we had tons of shitty superhero comics flooding dumpsters across the land doesn’t mean that there aren’t great works of art and stories being told. No one goes “Hey, Judith Krantz writes shitty novels, and ‘War and Peace’ is a novel, so ‘War and Peace’ must be just as shitty as Judith Krantz novels.” If anyone did that, we’d put them in a padded room.
But people do that with comics all the time.
It drives me fucking nuts.
But I’m going to talk about that more later.
I love Lewis Black. Funny, angry, funny bastard. I need to find more audio of him.
So the guy who wants to move the Nets to Brooklyn bought the team. You know what buddy? Go fuck yourself. We don’t have a lot in Jersey. We don’t. New York teams play there, and are still called New York teams. One of our teams, a team all of our very one, gets good after years of shittiness, and what do they do? They get taken away. Why not just take the Devils, too? They’re doing good, too, y’know. Move them to Queens. Asshole.
I think I’m going to have to be a Kings fan now. Or maybe the Knicks. I dunno.
It upsets me, I don’t want to talk about it.
I’ve been editing. I swear. I’ve winnowed it down to 108,000 words or so, which is good. Progress getting made. I still need people to read things, so if you’d like to read it, let me know. I reserve the right to politely tell you no, but that’s the risk you take. Those who do wish to read are bound by honesty (which means saying “It sucks,” if you think it sucks) and having to give me feedback. Those are the rules.
It all comes back to food, because my hunger knows no bounds. Pork and beans, people, pork and beans…
Squealing like a pig, I remain…
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