WELL ANOTHER GOOD ONE IS APPARENTLY PACKING IT IN
FAIRLANE of JONESTOWN has gotten sick and tired of it and Kelso (yeah, third person in honor of Darryl Strawberry) understands but is none too happy about it. This little insignificant corner of the blogosphere needs more tough guys, not fewer. FAIRLANE was fearless. He said exactly what was on his mind and wouldn't hold anything back. And it was NEVER confessional. It was radical and unorthodox. And he was always nice to me. You got the sense that he'd seen some of the world and much of the dark side. That's a great thing. A lot of that is missing. Even in the endless confessionals. A few weeks ago I was ready to pack it in myself because I was sick and tired at baying at the moon. I've always gotten jack shit for traffic. A huge day was 6 comments other than my own responses. He was one of many who encouraged me to stick with it. And I actally do see a change at least on the sites I like. Deeper thinking. More anger. More humor. Wider varieties of topics.
I'm only sorry FAIRLANE and I didn't get to bomb on a Wingnut blog together.
That's all. I'm tired.
Kelso's Nuts love you
5 comments:
Get some rest, Kelso. You've earned it.
I'm not dead and buried yet K.
I'm just at a "Crossroads," (Fucking puke) in my life that's all.
I don't know what I'm going to do just yet, but I'll let you know when I decide.
You better not be dead and buried. There's way too much ass-kicking to do. I also can't fucking believe you're on the bench now. We've a huge fight today. Taylor/Pavlik. And I've got a way to piss off both Wingnuts and liberals about it.
General Pace was brilliant. Rush Limbaugh was pitch perfect. Turns out I caught the Edwards tell perfectly when he fucked up that gay thing. The Damascene conversion on the war? Fucking manure. He's all the way into it. Same DLC scumbag he always was. And it turns out he lied about his financing. This fucking Clinton may actually be the best instead of the least worst. She'll tell you she's pro-war and not shy about taking anyone's money. At least she wants to win.
Well, there's hope for you yet, ya hillbilly fuck ya. You got off a good bust with that "crossroads" bit. Nicely done. Maybe we should start discussing our "relationship." Or whether we have "chemistry" together. What do you reckon?
At any rate, if anyone knows this already it's you. When you hit a "crossroads", you cross. You don't stand there waiting to get run over. Very easy to act when you're not afraid. Takes courage to act when you are afraid.
Write a great novel, man. Just the way you bring the blog. Fearlessly. No pretense. For my sake, keep the scenic descriptions to a minimum (i'm synesthetic in color and pattern so I skip over scenic descriptions in every novel) and don't use the phrase "make love." If you're going to put any sex in there, you follow Ol' Dirty Bastard's credo -- "I like it RAWWWWWW"
And I wouldn't mind a scene in your novel in which someone in rehab is treated disrespectfully by an orderly or doctor or nurse so he or she dumps a whole bunch of parygoric into the food! And if you do have a rehab part, put me in it and make me really good at checkers.
Later, buddy.
Actually my book is not a novel, and it's nothing like what I write on my blog.
I don't have to do much "scenic description." I made paintings for it.
Whatever it is, I'm sure you'll make a good account of yourself.
Funny, I guess I've gone native in some strange way. I never even asked you anything about it. Asking a lot of questions is considered kind of impolite here. To ask someone you've just met, for example, what they do for a living is very disrespectful. How strange that it's the first thing people ask in the States.
Post a Comment