I got some shit to say. And I'm lazy.

Wednesday, September 17, 2008

Cheers to you, The Baron

I wanted to make sure and get this in, before you left, so you could be justly revered and fetted.

You made the MoMA what it has been, for far more good than bad.

You have been a cheerleader and confidant since day one.

You are truly a good soul.

You are extremely lazy.

You are one of the truest people I have ever known.

You have never met a drink you didn't like.

You helped me, and many others, through some extremely rough patches, that even just writing about don't do justice.

You are extremely bright, with a real love for bad jokes.

You will be missed more than this blog can say.

Join me, everyone.



May the city of lights give you all you need and more.

Bon chance, my friend!

Tuesday, September 02, 2008

Sounds From The Old School

I always start these melancholy ruminations with some sort of grand proclamation about how weird things have been, how weird life is, and how something's bound to change. Needless to say, things never do. Consider this a place holder, yet another in a long line of them, meant to convey some sort of deeper meaning about life and what it is we're all here for, and more specifically, what it is in God's name I'm supposed to be getting up to. Forgot all that. I give up. It's useless to speculate and to wonder why and to wish away the days. Nothing's gonna change because I want it to; I'm the one that's got to do the changing. I'm just too tired to care right now. Oh I long for something,alright; the thing is,I just don't know what. Real men don't use semicolons, though, you don't have to tell me.
In the meantime, a little something that used to get me revved up back in the day.
I could use a little rev in my life right about now.