I am Jane Goodall's Tanzanian monkeys typing about bananas. My fingers are Santa's little helpers. My hope is a sporadic rainfall - yet a torrential downpour in all creative environments. I am Theseus, unspooling golden yarn. Sisyphus, sweating uphill. Bukowski, scribbling away in rooming houses. A river always flowing. I am the nightmare of stagnancy and a God of Imagination.
Wednesday, July 23, 2003
Young Kid To Me In The Comic Book Section At The Library Today...
You like comic books?
Yeah. I've read a lot of these, though.
How old are you?
( I concentrated harder on the titles of the comic books in front of me, because I didn't want to see the look of astonishment on his face when i said... )
Twenty-Eight...
...Yeah, I like comic books too. You wanna see what I got already? I just checked it out.
Sure...wow, that's cool. I like Spider-Man. He's probably my favorite.
Really? That's funny cuz' you look like Peter Parker...just taller.
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