THIS FUCKING LIFE...43....and counting...

Oh, what excitement... this weekend I have my birthday, marking me two decades and three years amongst the living. I am certainly in my middle age, that period when I can look back and say, I will live about as many more years as I have so far... and marvel at how fast those years ran away.

We are celebrating by going to this monstrously long play -- six hours in total. I love the idea... a pulitzer prize winning script and great reviews for the present caste and direction bode well for the either seven hour marathon of drama on Saturday, or splitting the shows in two, and going both Saturday and Sunday. Presently, we plan on going home between shows. Staying out for seven hours watching a play would be almost too much for me to handle. But, who knows? I seldom want a play to end, after all. Unlike movies, which usually I am ready to leave about 15 minutes before the oh so fucking predictable hero winning and living.

The Kentucky Circle. I will most certainly be writing about it over the weekend. Anyone seen this play, or read it? Yea, right... like the kind of misanthropes that come into my writing read much more than prescription labels and hightimes (and I know you're not reading that damn article in that porno magazine, so it does not count as actual reading).


I am listening to music on the computer as I type on the computer and record a movie and a song and .... Jimminy. I have lept into the Matrix (I am trying to make it through all three movies this week, the last one for the first time, and have stalled on like the ten thousandth enemy attack being fought off. They really, really seem to be shooting the same scene over and over with slight changes. I think those brothers who made these fillms should do fewer shrooms and just leave the coke and h. alone). I really have to hand it to my buddy Jerry, this computer and software have really kept me busy this last week or so. I am playing godzillion games, all of sega and genisis, doom, quake, halo... I have been beavis and buthead, a high tech warrior, a dolphin, a car... what marvelous wonders there are out there now.

I never would have thought that toys would advance so far in my lifetime. Science, maybe... but toys? Who'd of thunk it. And I guess the games are adding to complex thinking skills and such... preparing folk for the armed forces, drug dealing, nation building, out running the cops, and various other skills which will be needed by certain segments of the gaming populace.

My next step is going to be into animation. I have always wanted someone to do comics for me, but I always have to do my own... I had an animator breifly working at the assinine tv show I produced and wrote many years back. I really have the bug after watching Family Guy dvd's tonight. That show kicks ass. OF course, watching stewie, I feel a little uneasy about making all my statements about world conquest. I am talking about the same thing as a diapper shitting psycho... great.





Steal from me and you will be cursed in such a way that your hands turn into worthless, jelly fish like appendages that sting your intimates. Or sued or something bad like that...