Mursi Mursi Me: On Blowback, Self-Interest, Idealism, Long Weekends, Pain. And Bourbon

The world is disappointing. It almost always is. Sure there is beauty but overall, it’s disappointing. (The human world. Let’s make that clear. The world itself is stunning. Most of the time. Except on the drive between Montreal and Toronto. That’s the world’s worst drive.) It’s more disappointing for optimists. Or most disappointing. It’s probably […]

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More Random Thoughts (said with seriousness, and reverb)

1. I’m tired of people telling others what to do. Professionally. There are so many how-to experts. And then you achieve some kind of fame doing something (and that fame is usually completely deserved) and so you translate that success into telling others how to do what you just did. Because it was so easy? […]

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Random Thoughts About Clouds, Dancing Writers, TV, Boomers, Beer and Serena’s Butt

Thoughts generally are random. That’s what makes them magical. Or at least interesting. The random nature of thought, or what some of us might call stream of consciousness, leads to the difficult brilliance of the likes of Joyce and Borges, or the hilarious (but studied) non-sequiturs of Family Guy’s Stewie Griffin. Wait. I think watching […]

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T 5704

He kissed her and she sneezed. He said, I feel stupid. She wanted to make him feel better but the kiss wasn’t that good so she said nothing.

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T 5703

She threw up, and he said, I saw that on-line once, and she said, What kind of sicko are you? and they knew a lot more about each other now.

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T 5702

He wants to kiss her because it’s the only thing that makes sense to him now, but he’s also just eaten a souvlaki and a kiss might kill her.

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T 5701

She found old magazines under the bed, dusty glossies full of women with giant hair. And she realized then she missed her dad. And shivered.

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T 5700

He turned off the TV and said, I’m so bored, and she peeked at him from behind her book and said, Don’t look at me. But he was really bored.

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T 5699

And just by the sounds of her typing did he fall in love. And he approached her and then noted her laptop. I’m a Mac, he said, disappointed.

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T 5698

Now was the time for wit and grace. If things were to be salvaged. The high road. To prove something to her. You look like a toilet, he said.

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