“I couldn't live a week without a private library
- indeed, I'd part with all my furniture and squat and sleep on the floor
before I'd let go of the 1500 or so books I possess.” ― H.P. Lovecraft

Whistling In The Graveyard

Thursday, March 11, 2004

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Yeah I'm back. God forbid I should take a few days off.

Pushy fuckers.

I'd like to say I was doing something important, but the simple truth of the matter is I didn't have anything to write about.

It happens you know.

All I've really got to report at this time is that I'm spending the next few days at my brother's place while he's out of town.

Oh, looks like I have a speaking engagement on Saturday. Yeah, Mikey talked me into reading one of my pieces at some Unitarian Universalist (Unitards, as I like to call them) gatherings of some sort. As it's been some time since I've read any of my stuff in a semi-public forum this could be interesting. Hell, it could be downright fascinating, just depends on how big a mashochist you are. Anyways, if you're in the Marietta Ohio area it's at some church (*shudder*) near the football field. I know that's not the best directions, but it's a damn church. I don't attend them, and I don't spend enough time in Marietta to know the damn street names. All I know is you find the football field, follow the river past this chinese restaurant, turn right and keep going till you see the church.

Yeah, I know directions by restaurants. What did you expect? It's my big fat ass. My ass has power, dammit. A mutant tracking ability that enables it to find Chinese restaurants, thus making itself bigger and fatter.

One day you will all bow down before the power of my ass.

Wouldn't you know my main competition for world domination would be my own ass...

Anyways, if you know the church I'm talking about, come by Saturday at like 7 PM I think it was. All I ask is that you keep the thrown objects relatively soft.

Konichiwa, Bitches.


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