April, 2009: 2 posts.
On back of a horse carrier:
CAUTION SHOW HORSES
Why the need to say “show” about the horses. Am I less likely to be cautious for regular horses?
Messily spraypainted on a sign on an overpass:
Ron Paul – The Next Thomas Jefferson”
Listened to on my way to work today:
“Do Grand Wizards of the KKK get to cast racist spells?” – Rich Cerow, You Made Me Lose My Guy, Episode 14.
I’ve not posted here lately. But things are fine.
I’m refactoring everything and it’s taking longer than I thought.
Well, I write in a cultural vacuum, so I don’t understand what’s out there in the culture too much.
You don’t watch TV?
I watch boxing on TV and I listen to classical music. I talk with my wife a lot and exercise. Culture to me is just shit in the brain. I just hate it when I tour overseas and people want me to talk about Quentin Tarantino. I’ve offered a lot of flagrantly abusive opinions about modern popular culture, and I’ve put the skids to it. I just don’t know what it is. I like to think. I like to lie in the dark and brood about things. I have a good idea where my own writing career is going. I have no idea where American culture is going. I really don’t. I mean, I don’t even know who the good guys are in the Serbo-Croatian war. I don’t know who we’re supporting.
I finished My Dark Places this weekend and a more harrowing, raw, and unflinchingly confessional piece of writing I can’t think of. It’s got me thinking.