aittr.

i read what i have been assigned. not with pleasure nor finding any form of entertainment but to simply fulfill the requirements.
yet you ask me, with such blatant audacity, to read a truly torturous book. a hideous display of grammar, punctuation, and editing. for though the actual type is dry and unorganized, the disobedience of set language rules is what causes me injury.

even cheap editors charge 25 dollars an hour. i sure hope no one paid this man or staff. and if he's procuring some part of the profits for this book, he just dug himself and these ignorant authors (along with more than a dozen other beneficiaries) into a mighty fine, frozen, earthy, and twofold national hole. for with the exception of the class i am enrolled in, very few will ever purchase this book (especially if they only take the time to note the not one, not two, but over ten errors in chapter 13. i am not sure how i even made it that far). i pity those who do without warning.

disclaimer: i am only titling said authors as "ignorant" because of their employment of a worthless editor, or possibly their lack of an editor altogether (which could have been better off in the long run...or potentially could have been worse. we will never know).

and if you question how i dare spoil such a piece of literature, i must, in defense, claim that the harm had been done long before i submitted my mind and intelligence to this "second edition, revised and expanded" paperback.

yon.

a cactus grew from the post on my bed. i thought it might go away if never watered or fed. but the pink little thing will never be dead because it is a creation of will, endurance, and said to have more lives than the average feline.

so we wined and we dined and i took him home with me. we danced and romanced with low lights to andy mckee.
and as he laid me down with ease and grace he took a cactus right in the face.

the end.

con.

i believe that hand-holding is a natural phenomenon and a natural comfort.

s.

seth's blog. http://sethgodin.typepad.com/

notice: january 8, 2008 "music lessons"

rule number 12. "Celebrity is underrated. The music business has always created celebrities. And each celebrity has profited for decades from that fame. Frank Sinatra is dead and he's still profiting. Elvis is still alive and he's certainly still profiting."

m.s.d.

you say you support me yet you continually pay a bill to a dial-up server. bah.


her name was mary day. she died on [merry] Christmas day.


for there are two things in life that are certain: death and taxes. they inevitably bring about one another in the end anyway. the tax on coffins these days...

epicurus once said, and i am sorry if you know who that is, :

"Thus that which is the most awful of evils, death, is nothing to us, since when we exist there is no death, and when there is death we do not exist."

translation: we cheat death until we die.

check out emily dickinson too. she had more than a life's worth to say about death. (sorry about the morbid humor...)