Rant Du Jour

Where are all the Rascals?

Where did the individualist go?  The old bastards who thumbed their noses at convention have disappeared. We are becoming gray, for color makes us a target of the middle class, and if we aren't propitiatve to that mass of nothingness, we could be exiled and not make money.

What's it all about?

What is this life all about?  What is my paycheck for putting up with the crap that life is always putting out? 

Hypoactive Sexual Desire Disorder

Now there is HSDD, something the shrinks are calling Hypoactive Sexual Desire Disorder, the cold woman condition

June 22, 2007, survival, honeymoon, dew, music addiction, poems

Rant of June 22, 2007 about survival and persistence, lesson from a blown down tree alongside Clearwater Bay. Midsummer night's eve tonight, making mead. The influence of Dew.  Article in paper about dishwasher with addiction to heavy metal music being compensated by the government, poems -- reluctant idea.

Old Bloody Bones in the Attic

August 2005

Bloody bones in the attic, Zen and the Art of Writing, Baton Rouge moving along.