I’ve been asked about this quite a few times and blew it off, but here goes. I don’t know where my writing ideas come from. They seem to happen on their own. I don’t think about writing when I’m not writing. And there’s no inspiration or spark or preparation. I just start typing and essays […]
Watched a Jazz Messengers gig from Paris in ‘59 and Lee Morgan, all of 21 years old, was unbelievable. Astonishing creativity. The chances he took and never flubbed in those solos, leaping over precipices, seeing around corners, weaving a short story’s worth of narrative into every solo…. damn. When you’re that young all this stuff […]
Loess are fine glacier created wind blown sediments, not crumbly rock. Geologists who really like it are said to have loess lust. Except for the ‘t’ the two sound almost the same. If you really like loess, but you don’t feel like doing anything, you have listless loess lust. A rutting male elephant who likes wind blown glacial sediments but doesn’t care a whole lot about them can be in listless love loess must. If that’s all he has then he is just in listless loess lust for midwestern dust. If there is any ferric oxide in the dust then he is just in listless loess lust must for midwestern rust dust. If I was a southerner then I could say I thought of this fust.
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Dude, whoever you are, your teacher correcting a book report shtick is getting really old, fuck off.
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