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.
Thursday, October 16, 2003
Senorita, I Fell For You...
Second time listening to the new Justin Timberlake album today, and I've barely been home. That means I listened to it this morning, and am listening to it now. Ummm...What do you think about that? Huh? I can take it, c'mon...this from the guy who listens to Atari Teenage Riot a lot. And that's all I have to say about that...
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