Got nothing today.
Was going to post an old essay "Steppenwolf Must Die", but can't find it, must be on the old computer. Then I was going to throw down some Kandinsky quote and look all intellectual, but I don't have the time to type it all out.
The Eels fucking well rock. But you probably already know that.
Did some serious re-writes on Overlord last night. I'm a goddamned genius some nights.
This thing on Sunday, the Overlord workshop presentation, you should all come to that. RSVP at firstname.lastname@example.org. Should be fun.
Thinking about doing that awful thing, that "unholy hybrid" as my friends at Stolen Chair Theater would say: a staged reading. Like actually have the poor actors run around with their scripts with blocking and all of that.
Always a mistake. Probably going to do it.
Dressy Bessy also rocks. Never heard of them before last week, now they're my new favorite band.
Hopkins is back to Berlin, beret and all. Sxip is off on the road, playing the South. Fat Bunny sheds more than any animal I've ever known, I'm sitting here covered in white cat fur. Nan's still asleep, have to wake her up so she can run around as a crazy clown in two hours.
Strange life, kids. No complaints on my side.