This be a collection of summer thoughts and a final kick to myself to get started again. The story in the mediterranean restaurant happened in real life, the Alien Socrates story occured to me as I was making a rock garden beside the doghouse, and the soda bottle lay unkicked in the discount store parking lot, a waste of potential kinetic energy, if you ask me.
And so on. These writings are lucky to exist. There is no passion or fire in me anymore, and now I must fend off the normality that an untroubled life brings. Perhaps someone would like to cause a bit of mischief now and again?
Can you really be happy in complacent love? Or should you settle for what you have, if it's comfortable? Should you create your own religion, or settle for what everyone has--spiritual unfulfillment? Is it possible that a library which includes no Saki, no Latin American literature, yet owns too many romance novels can still be a worthy place? How much per year should one donate to the library fund pool to remedy such travesties of literature such as Danielle Steele? And what about the thing in Dolores' piano? (More importantly, what happened to the little boy left alone with the ravenous checkerboard floor? Memories of Gorey.. brrr...)
The TV movie adaptation of Huxley's Brave New World was upbeat and strange, like the 1996 adaptation of Romeo & Juliet. The Savage of the story is someone you want to fall in love with you, because you are already in love with him. His innocence is appealing in strange ways; too many cynics make for an unlovable lot; they make me sad and pissed off. There are more things than being bummed out; there's harmonica music, muddy footprints, broken snail shells, soft glassy rocks, cloudy moonlight, anime cartoons, yawning cats, mosquito bites, the entirety of summer, and Calvin and Hobbes. Read some Shakespeare aloud to yourself in your room after you get done here, go outside (especially if it's raining), and experiment a little with music. Don't tell me I'm too happy. We've all had our share of lifetime crap, so shut up and enjoy yourself.
Welcome to the negative numbered portion of today's show.