previously unpublished

[trayfnyak]

For a short time, I will post here the last column I wrote as the Insomniac that was never published because the Magic Bullet was lain to rest by its editor. Enjoy, if possible.

THE INSOMNIAC’S EIGHTH OR NINTH OR POSSIBLY FORTY-SEVENTH
KNOWN INSTALLMENT, ENTITLED:

“And So Another Year Inched Down Our Leg and Was At Last Shaken Onto the Toe of

Comments

[anonymous]

well, despite the untimely demise of isaiah's 'zine, i am glad that you published this. your writing style is conversational but not inane, and reveals a very sympathetic & creative mind. i eagerly await the day that you produce an essay that swoops down from the heavens like a pythonic podiatric pestle, pummeling the current president. okay, at the very least, entertaining me again.

thanks for the good time.

Here's 5 albums for ought three that all of you readers ought read:
1) Calexico - [i]Feast of wire[/i]
2) Microphones - [i]Mount Eerie[/i]
3) Lightning Bolt - [i]Wonderful rainbow[/i]
4) Black Keys - [i]Thickfreakness[/i]
5) DJ Danger Mouse - [i]The Gray Album[/i]

DMN TH MN

[trayfnyak]

Hey, thanks, man. I'm glad my writing reveals such good human qualities...if only they belonged to the writer. The line "pythonic podiatric pestle" gives away your identity as none other than Baron von Greeunwald, and I always welcome your lordship's input. Thank you, sir, especially for not listing Outkast's new album among your favorites--not that it was ever a temptation of course.

I'm beginning to feel that as long as you are at any given time completely at odds with the majority over some matter or other, then you must be doing something right. Should you ever find yourself in complete agreement--across the board--then the only thing to do is pack your backpack full of water, don the necessary protective gear, and set out to walk around the entire perimeter of whatever town you currently inhabit.