"The clock introduced a new form of conversation between man and God, in which God appears to have been the loser."
-Neil Postman

I'm glad I now understand what I thought I knew about free jazz when I was seventeen (or at least understand that my understanding is and by its very nature will remain thoroughly incomplete).

If I had any say in the educational standards of this country I would obligate every citizen to read the autobiography of Miles Davis. That this world would be a better place for it shouldn't be even slightly doubted. I'd raze every golf course if I could too, so white males would have to try slightly harder to culturally distinguish themselves.

A metaphysical dilemna.

The parameters by which we normally quantify nostalgia tend get real murky, especially vis a vis Livejournal. I'm thinking about the houses I've lived in.

I think I gotta hook up on that deodorant, you know that organic joint I been seen you been puttin on in NYC. Hook ya boy up!

People just simply do not have enough reverence for 90 degree angles.

I'm trying to understand how I feel about Christianity.
I'm trying to find god.
The only thing I know is that religion in America is fucked up.
If there were no flags there would be no reason to fly them half mast.

"I would've loaned him money for a sump pump if that's what he needed, I just... I didn't know he was thinkin about committin' suicide."

It's astounding how many of the below entries reference specific years. I wonder if anyone still reads this crap.