Happy New Year, dear reader.

N.P.: “I’m a Believer” – GIANT

Anybody else would quit at this point.  Anybody else would say, “It’s all just too much.  I gave it a good shot, but it’s all just gotten to be too much, fuck it, forget the books, forget the writing.”  But not me, dearest reader.  Nope.  I’m dumb and stubborn enough to press on.  Besides…what the hell else is there to do?  Also besides, you’ve stuck with me this long…I can’t leave you hangin’.
It’s time to finish this.

N.P.: “Young Men Dead” – The Black Angels

Pththththththththt.

N.P.: “Bittersweet” – Galactic

Not believing in anything makes for a rather tedious existence most days.  I miss the things I used to believe in…they gave life meaning, and made the horribleness of a cruel and brutal reality significantly easier to cope with.  I am quite envious of people of faith.  I’m presently envious of everyone running around in the first thing to resemble a good mood in months because it’s almost New Years and the calendar says that the present year is ending.  It must be so comforting to take an arbitrary construct and actually believe that “reality” will bend to the construct.  “Good is rewarded and evil is punished, I am a good person, therefore I get presents on Christmas Day or entry into the kingdom of heaven” or whatever.  That old chestnut.  For the rest of us, oh we of little faith, it’s narcotics, hard liquor, and art, and if those ever quit working, good luck.

N.P.: “Trust In Me” – Siouxsie and the Banshees

Took another day off from writing.

N.P.: “Rock Me Amadeus” – Front Line Assembly, Jimmy Urine

Took a rare day off from writing.

N.P.: “I Want Your Body” – Nymphomania

Merry Christmas, dear reader.

N.P.: “Electric Fever” – Them Vibes

It’s Christmas Eve.  At least that’s the rumor.  Certainly doesn’t feel particularly Christmasy.  But maybe I’m just insensitive to the subtleties of the modern world.  Which is likely the case as I’ve been doing what I can to ignore the modern world, or at least the idiots who seem to make up an alarmingly large portion of its population.  Anyway, enough about them…let’s talk about you, dear reader.  I hope you have a wonderful Christmas.  Stay safe and healthy and all the rest of it.

N.P.: “Cooler Than Santa Claus” – Morris Day

Quiet day.  Got some writing done.

N.P.: “Sweet Lover Hangover” – Love & Rockets

I’ve got a lot on my mind, but nothing I want to write about.  Saturn was visible in the daylight sky, which needs to happen more often.  Other planets should be close enough to be visible in the sky.  Not just like a really bright star, the way Venus looks, but close enough to see the shape, and where the sunlight is falling on it, and the weird rings and colors.  And we need more than one moon.  And the moon we have is lovely.  But it’s lonely up there, and it leaves our sky looking rather…desolate.  We should have three moons.  And more vividly visible planets.
Then, if we fill our skies with blimps and dirigibles, and it rains all the time and everybody walks around hidden by black umbrellas, then things will start looking more like I think they should.  Not that anybody asked.

N.P.: “It’s A Long Way To The Top (If You Wanna Rock’n’Roll)” – Dropkick Murphys