Wednesday, February 18, 2009

Ode To Silence

I guess you could do worse than having Antony cover one of your songs.

Sunday, February 8, 2009

We Can't Get There From Here

This is the kind of shit makes me puke.
Does this money buy a chief executive stockholders might prize, the writer asks, a well-to-do man with a certain sureness of stride, something that might be lost if the executive were crowding onto the PATH train every morning at Journal Square, his newspaper splayed against the back of a stranger’s head?
I'm a man who is seldom at a loss for words, but this time words fail me. I'm afraid we'll never straighten this shit out.

What those greedy and underperforming executives and that NYT writer need is a boot in the ass. See how sure their stride is then. They're not good enough to ride my PATH train or my subway.

Saturday, February 7, 2009


Why is it that anything excellent can bring tears to my eyes? I believe I am becoming more nostalgic every day. Everything reminds me of something I miss.

Here's the latest, crazy example. What kind of old fool gets choked up looking at the floor plan of a library?

Wednesday, February 4, 2009

What Does Smart Look Like?

I'm looking for a simple avatar that says: "Smart." First time the subject came up, I thought it would be easy to think of something. Now, I'm beginning to wonder. What would a universal symbol for "smart" look like? And why is smart so hard, when sexy is so easy?