It's about time I wrote something serious here. It's been a while. The weeks fly by and you wonder if you've made any kind of useful contribution to the world or anything or anyone. There are so many things I should be doing, of course, but I'm not doing them. Writing my assignment, or my next piece of fiction (ha!) or doing something creative. Following my own advice to my students ("be creative!"). Yes there are many things I could do, should do but......instead I surf, or watch television, or prepare another martini.....

Yes yes sorry everyone I haven't done much lately....what can I say, I've been busy? No. I've just realised my level of sheer freaking laziness and apathy towards this and every other damn thing and apart from that nobody is looking or listening so who the fucking hell gives a shit, right? Little pearls of wisdom may fall, but the fount of wisdom has to run dry sooner or later. And then we're all just dried up little pieces of shit.

The Bush Administration. A Roman-scale monument to undeserved privilege.

Someone, in fact some few, have recently pointed out that not much has been added to the site of late. Well maybe I've just got bored with the whole dang thing, maybe I've found better things to do. Maybe I've realised that this is just warming up, and barely even that. Or maybe I've just been too apathetic about politics lately to be bothered commenting on it here or any other place. What is there to say? Corporate fascism rules the waves almost unchallenged worldwide. But maybe just maybe the unravelling is beginning. Either way there isn't much I can do about it.

Mardi gras the other week was a hoot by the way. If I can get the pics up on my pc I'll post a few here before too long. Y'all take care of yerselves.

I actually started writing again last night, working on an unfinished memoir. Yes it is taking shape and I think I have enough material to work with. The deeper you go, the deeper you realise you need to go. There's always more, you could write 900 pages on a day, if you were James Joyce which, fortunately, I'm not. But there's still plenty to go on.