Tuesday, May 31, 2005

The Galactic Federation

This past Saturday was a classic example of Chicago event juxtaposition:

I go into a bar downtown which is populated by 1/3 guys in leather and fetishwear, 1/3 people in soccer hooligan jerseys and scarves, and 1/3 indian tourists, wearing tunics & saris. I'm imagining the tourists going back to their country thinking that everyone in the US either dresses like All-England or like a leatherdaddy.



Brian Eno wrote a great book called A Year with Swollen Appendices , which was basically his diary for 1995, with some essays tacked on the end.

I read it and said, "I can do that," which resulted in close to ten years of journal entries in (at this point) seven of those big black sketchbooks they sell at Borders, plus two little hardbound notebooks picked up on trips. This in turn spawned the webpages, and the novel that stares me in the face and says "edit me". Now that the third degree is nearing completion, I may actually have some time, energy and inclination to do that. In turn, this will spawn the movie, the broadway revival, and the action figure with the kung-fu grip.

When I first started, what I really wanted was to become the kind of person that interesting things happened to...things I could put into a journal, for example. What actually happens, of course, is that in addition to doing more interesting things, one becomes more aware that everything one does is more interesting.

This leads to the mistaken impression that everyone else would find one's life equally interesting. Leading to this post.

Sunday, May 29, 2005

Back in the Saddle Again

After a year away from active posting, I'm back and in an all new location.

For the old weblog, and so forth, go here. For the new stuff, keep yer peepers open.