i suppose i'm starting this because i need a forum to express the neverending miamsa that keeps building up inside my head when i don't have any new posts to respond to.
i've been thinking about this for a while now, just haven't really gotten around to doing it. we'll see how long this lasts. right now, i just scarfed two of the most luscious (sp?) nectarines ever created in the history of the world. they were made with spliced fish genes.
i'm finding this an incredibly dull exercise, thus far, but it's nice just to write something for once. i can't even remember the last time i just churned something out. my fingers have forgotten all the right muscle memories they need to pound out a couple thousand words in one sitting. it's important to get into a flow. of course, one needs to know what it is they're writing about in order to get into that flow--- you need to know where the river is before you can swim in it. and you need to know a lot more about that river-- things like depth, currents, piaranahs, rapids, slowpids, and the like.
i didn't want to ruminate like this. this is humbling, but i am not surprised. what i want this to be is a wankfest, not a taoist take on modern life. all in all, i feel pretty good about this project. in that it may or may not suck.
in closing, this was me, once. (about a month ago, i guess)
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