pompadoured
i am not a hard worker at anything. i am a medium worker.
i work mediumly. i process a lot of information, and eat too much. i like spending time on the customization of my computer and playing with my dog. i like being with jenny when i'm not at the office because she is my best friend.
some people have a philosophy and process information through writing or art. their work is their thought. i respect these people. they produce a lot more work than i do, and are successful, and i admire them. tao lin's books are about to come out, and eeeee eee eeee is one of the best novels i have ever read, and i'm saying that in a detached way that is without the influence of my own subjectivity or an objectification of tao lin's subjectivity. it is a book that is as good as the great gatsby or the sun also rises, if you are familiar with those books. if you are not familiar with those books, it is a book that is as good as taking a huge hour-long shit or drinking six beers.
i am working on a bear parade book by tao and ellen kennedy, who jenny and i also have a lot of respect for. they publish things on their own at ass-hi books. sometimes i link things, and you will not know unless you roll over the links.
i am not jealous of successful hard working people, because i am happy with how i work, and understand that it takes a medium worker much more time to be successful. i drink a lot of beer. i will probably will die faster than most people. i don't mind this. i am almost twenty-six and i have had surgery on my lung already. my organs are in bad shape, and i drink beer most days, and i used to weigh three-hundred pounds.
if i live long enough, i will write a book. i'm not worried about this. people who obsess over their "great novel" or "important work of art" are sad and unfortunate. people who obsess over "something" are fortunate and honest. if you are happy just shitting, then shit is nice. i am in school because i failed out of school the first time i went. i weighed three-hundred pounds and smoked pot.
people who worry about creating art and how people will see that art are honest. people who worry about their relevance in the "great time-line of art history" are liars and make stupid irrelevant art, or are immature. what has happened does not matter anymore. when time was special, and people thought long and hard about the past, it mattered. the past no longer exists. the future only exists as a threat. now exists, and is the only thing that exists.
i would not accept my own work for bear parade. i sent that in an email to someone i rejected yesterday.
over the course of now, i will do something, and i don't know what that something is. at some random time that exists only as a threat, something will materialize and things will be okay and then i will die and not exist. this is okay. if other people are good enough to die, then i am also good enough to die. i drink a lot of beer. i exist now.
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I love this.
- The Clark / March 22, 2007 4:32 PM
thanks greg. i love you.
- Gene / March 23, 2007 10:32 AM
good work on bear parade. i started to write google. this is not a good thing. oh well, google work on bear parade. in other words, google "bear parade," or google one of the books on bear parade.
- Billy / March 23, 2007 4:17 PM
It's better to be real than have a million published novels and be fake.
- jackie / March 23, 2007 6:19 PM
Hi Gene. I felt calmness and contentment while reading this. Thank you.
- Kristen / March 24, 2007 9:38 AM
i love being medium
- anderson / March 29, 2007 2:48 PM
yay!
- jenny / April 3, 2007 10:30 AM
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