Yeah, so maybe that last post was a little darker than the usual fare here. But, fuck man, I had a bad couple of weeks. It happens, alright? Anyway, I feel obliged to come back to you with some kind of grace, some civility beyond the oppressive bluesy ennui of recent times. I just watched a cursor blink for three minutes thinking about something amusing to say. I edited the novel a bit the other night, wrote a small section about a tertiary character… how exciting! The other night I got drunk on Powers whiskey and added a donation button to here and the podcast. I’m pretty good at computers when I’m drunk. One time I bought a smoothie maker after a 12 pack of PBR. I don’t regret that since smoothies are delicious.

This is really going nowhere, but quickly! Anyone want to give me an idea of what to talk about in episode 8? I didn’t think so.

I’m reading “Be here now” by Ram Dass. It’s pretty good for the most part save for this swatch in the middle. He makes the middle of the book this annoying hand drawn thing with illustrations of smiling faces, phallic symbols, lotus symbols and over used capitals. I find that when people talk just after finding enlightenment they try really hard to show how happy and contented they are. But it sits somewhat false with me. I buy enlightenment, I do. I’ve seen and read enough accounts of gurus to know that they exist and they have a line on some secret wonderful energy. But for the first couple months after a white guy talks to the guru, the whitey tends to get really overenthusiastic, forced. I don’t know; maybe I’m just jealous. But I’d rather sit serene than dance joyous.
Oh, but he does mention this Salinger short story, “Teddy”, which is one of my favorites… so extra points for that. Read the book, it’s goodish.