A Magnetic Wind Vortex Near the Fort of Solitude
There's no such thing, but the name definitely got you interested (there is, of course, a fortress of solitude), just like healing methods, fear and other amazing anomalies caused by magnetic fields.
I've been making small amounts of progress lately I feel. Except right now, at 12:35 am. This post started at 8 pm. You'll be happy to know that my being sidetracked has contributed to new output. It will now be posted to the main site. Enjoy it while it lasts. The question to be asked is, "Am I more productive than I was last year?" Probably not is the answer, but this year I feel I have more of an excuse. The excuse: most of the people I know are noticeably aged. Of course I don't mean older in appearance with cold tired hands and wrinkly foreheads, but in the "time to be boring" sense. With the exception of making some commercials at the TV station, which I could have done for many hours and was ultimately a great creative outlet, I have little inspiration. Yes, it's true that most of everything I do is for my own amusement, but I only now realized that I need some other sources to feed off of. Anyway, we weren't put on this planet to sit around and watch TV and talk about our jobs and get things delivered to us... I hope. That's what I heard in church anyway. Get outside and fuck around a bit and shoot the breeze with a gas station attendant. I assure you, it can be quite rewarding. Explore, ask some questions, throw some rocks, play chess with the mysterious stranger, take a note or two.
I got some new equipment to transfer video. The shit sucks. I have to take it back. That's too bad, as this new equipment was integral to my newest scheme. I have video of a neon cross, which will soon, with some luck become the subject of the next religious exposè. Good luck to me.
Okay, so now I will post. Visit the site, which may be gone soon if I don't get a job. Remind me to download the whole fucker and keep it under lock and key. Fate is a mean bitch.
I've been making small amounts of progress lately I feel. Except right now, at 12:35 am. This post started at 8 pm. You'll be happy to know that my being sidetracked has contributed to new output. It will now be posted to the main site. Enjoy it while it lasts. The question to be asked is, "Am I more productive than I was last year?" Probably not is the answer, but this year I feel I have more of an excuse. The excuse: most of the people I know are noticeably aged. Of course I don't mean older in appearance with cold tired hands and wrinkly foreheads, but in the "time to be boring" sense. With the exception of making some commercials at the TV station, which I could have done for many hours and was ultimately a great creative outlet, I have little inspiration. Yes, it's true that most of everything I do is for my own amusement, but I only now realized that I need some other sources to feed off of. Anyway, we weren't put on this planet to sit around and watch TV and talk about our jobs and get things delivered to us... I hope. That's what I heard in church anyway. Get outside and fuck around a bit and shoot the breeze with a gas station attendant. I assure you, it can be quite rewarding. Explore, ask some questions, throw some rocks, play chess with the mysterious stranger, take a note or two.
I got some new equipment to transfer video. The shit sucks. I have to take it back. That's too bad, as this new equipment was integral to my newest scheme. I have video of a neon cross, which will soon, with some luck become the subject of the next religious exposè. Good luck to me.
Okay, so now I will post. Visit the site, which may be gone soon if I don't get a job. Remind me to download the whole fucker and keep it under lock and key. Fate is a mean bitch.
1 Comments:
yeah, people get older and next thing you know all of your conversations are about lawn care (how to kill moles efficiently). BUT... the good news is that you also become less attractive. so no one really expects anything exciting from you. it's for the best.
of course, we knew this guy who got divorced after years in a hellishly repressive/oppressive marriage, and he basically had a second (first?) adolescence, and continues to do so. he's interested in "adult" type, generally boring things, sure... cooking techniques, exercise and training strategies, convertibles, sexual intercourse with various women, and so on. but he also bought a bunch of model airplanes, a neon flamingo, and a water fountain. also learned to fly small planes, which actually IS cool. so... not exactly what you meant, but proof that sometimes people just go into hibernation, of necessity. MOST never come out of it, of course...
i think that the country music is awesome and would like to hear it recorded. it reminds me of the patriotic songs from "team america." i too remember "barbecue pork feed under the moon," and identify with the issues presented by the songs.
the thing is... i guess this is actually the majority of americans, now. the south really won the civil war, on some levels.
i wish i had something funny to say, but don't. like you said.
thanks for posting!!!!!!!!!
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