Saturday, February 11, 2012

Saturday Morning Deathwish!

I loathe it when people try to get to know me exclusively by reading this blog.

Yes. You know who you fucking are. It is a cowardly endeavor.

At best, this space is a funhouse mirror's distortion of who I am.

It is a venting space. Sketches on scrap paper. Creative trials. A release valve.

What it is NOT is strict autobiography.

Not that any of this matters. I've probably written down THE RULES for this blog a dozen times over its course and no one seems to really pay attention. People find the blog and take it as gospel because that's what satisfies their easiest needs. It is an act of desperation, Bill.

Alas, what are you going to do? People in desperate times do desperate things.


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