August 20, 2003
PAUL JACKSON
I like this guy. I like poets and musicians generally, because I failed at both disciplines (Memo to self: lack of discipline - that's why they CALL it a discipline). Give him a read and a listen. The sound quality is excellent, too. He ran across me via Jargonese, who had 'rolled me and I didn't realize it (I'm the anti-blogroller, of course. I never, never check the Ecosystem to see where I'M ranked. It makes it so much easier to rationalize rejection when you pretend not to crave it). I like being the dirty little secret only the way-cool talk about in hushed tones in the au courant coffee houses in SoHo. Or the two guys taking mutual vodka shits in the Greyhound station in Pascagoula, Mississippi. I take my fans where I find them. None of this is intended to take away from Paul or Jargonese, by the way. I just get to rambling.
Posted by Kim at August 20, 2003 10:11 PMOr talking one-on-one in the mirror of life. I don't dare go look to see where I might stand due to the rejection thing. Since I'm not into flogging oneself, it's not that difficult. I do wish, tho, that lurkers would at least make a comment from time to time, that's a bit weird to me, reading and not commenting on what you read. Knowing that someone is on your blog for say 25 minutes or so and not commenting. Kindof like going into a store, looking, and walking out...that is one thing I have difficulty doing much to Studmuffin's chagrin. ;)
Posted by: Laura at August 21, 2003 7:12 AMI think I might be blushing. Hold on......yes, I'm blushing.
Posted by: PJ at August 22, 2003 10:31 AM