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Monthly Archives: July 2001

Obey

Saturday, July 21, 2001

For some reason, I feel compelled to now give you a bit of Wendy Wimmer trivia: I once touched Andre the Giant’s sweaty arm. Yes. Be in awe. I think that possibly his sweat absorbed into my skin and the free-floating testosterone then caused my upper lip to need waxing for the rest of my […]

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I think I’ll make a snappy new day

Saturday, July 14, 2001

I was thinking about immortality last night and I ran into a show talking about Fred Rogers. And I then decided that if I had the chance to grant immortality to any person on the earth, it would be Mister Rogers. Simply because Mister Rogers should never die. Not ever. I will bawl big horrible […]

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And for an encore, I imitate Danny Bonaduce

Friday, July 13, 2001

I am currently in the throws of writer’s block. Which is ironic, because prior to this diary, I hadn’t written anything especially weighty in, oh, three or four years. Sometimes I think I should be working in a delicious 300-year-old English cottage somewhere, with lichens growing on the slate roof. Even though most English cottages […]

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Was his name-oh

Thursday, July 12, 2001

Did you know that the dog on the Cracker Jack box’s name is Bingo? I didn’t either.

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Gerald Locklin “a tyrant for our times”

Wednesday, July 11, 2001

So since I’m feeling all ‘writerly’ today, I thought I’d share my favorite poem of all time. It’s about poop. This should surprise NO ONE!!!! However, I went looking for the book that had ‘Poop’ in it (The Maverick Poets I believe it’s called… it had a black cover) and now I can’t find it. […]

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Fiction versus poetry, simplified

Tuesday, July 10, 2001

Yesterday, I wrote two poems. Not that I’m a poet, I consider myself a fiction/short story person, but poems seem to come easy. They are kind of like masturbation — Just for yourself when you feel like it, not much thought put into it. Fiction is like sex — short stories being quickies with strangers […]

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