God, I haven't posted in this thing for ages.

Since I wrote last a lot of things happened to me. I'm not really that irreverent lark whose ramblings one may find below.

I've read Burroughs and Pynchon and a few others in between. I'm no longer a total aesthete and I no longer measure a film's quality based around its splatter factor. I'm now interested in the sublime and seek it out when I hear whispers of its presence. There was a love, also, that didn't pan out like it should've and its aftershocks linger still.

Also, this is my space:

http://www.myspace.com/ohdaesugotacuriousgrin

Also, I think the greatest TV show of all time is/was DEADWOOD and that it's a fucking atrocity against humanity that it got canned. Shakespeare never got cancelled=fact.