sometimes i have so many ideas coming that i can't control them. none of them ever take shape. they are lost in the wilderness of the smoky smoggy hazy corridors of my brain, never to return.

i estimate that i write up to ten songs a day and 15 to 2o movies a week that are lost.

and that's not counting the hundreds and thousands of commercial jingles that i throw away like confetti.

or the essays, poems, and short stories that i use to wipe my ass with.

and yet, i still have time for blogging.

possibly the lowest form of creative writing. the bottom of the well. anyone and everyone can blog.

and oh, how they do!

i hate exclamation points. if there's anything i hate more than exclamation points, it's a whole shitload of them in a row!!!!!!!

which people seem to use in blogging quite regularly.

if you want to exclaim something, try using choicer language. it works much more effectively.

and here i am....... blogging.

and i obviously do not have a problem with a shitload of periods in a row. my powers of rationalization are incredible, vast, and ever-expanding.

does ever-expanding have a hyphen in it?


who cares!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!,

scott