That’s right, it’s 2:00 AM. I haven’t the slightest idea how this got started, but while I was an undergrad, John (my roommate for three years) and I would occasionally start thinking deep thoughts about God, the universe and whether those little Listerine strips will still freshen your breath if they get stuck to the roof of your mouth. Like I said, deep thoughts. And this would almost always happen sometime between 2:00 and 3:00 in the morning.
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Word Play
I know, I’m stealing material from another source, but I felt the need to share. If anyone who submitted these quotes to the Mensagenda wants credit, just post a notice and you’ll get the props you deserve. If you’re lying about submitting these quotes, I’ll post a notice and you’ll get the anti-props you deserve. Plus your nose will grow really long. And I’ll tell your parents and you’ll get a serious paddlin’ when you get home. Continue reading “Word Play”
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I figured out what the problem is
Looking back at the (short) list of entries up to this point, I now know why I’ve been producing so little output—I’m spending too much time getting ready to write instead of just writing.
Back in college, I had a plan; after school was over, I had a journal. I made a lot more entries into those because I let myself write freestyle. I wasn’t concerned about what message I might be trying to get across or how the punchline would integrate with the rest of the story/article/piece of crap I threw together while trying to avoid studying for an exam. It worked out just fine back then and I’m now determined to make it work again. It might not, but dammit, I’m willing to try. At least that way, the span of time that it took to fill the opening page won’t be almost half a year. Continue reading “I figured out what the problem is”
