tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3077210.post113980651097862433..comments2024-03-28T08:37:58.136+01:00Comments on Limited, Inc.: i fought the war, I fought the war but the war wonRoger Gathmannhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11257400843748041639noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3077210.post-1139848686545033702006-02-13T17:38:00.000+01:002006-02-13T17:38:00.000+01:00You're genetic engineering line is my new sig line...You're genetic engineering line is my new sig line at Cyburbia, roger. bravo.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3077210.post-1139848426024250832006-02-13T17:33:00.000+01:002006-02-13T17:33:00.000+01:00Patrick, you are in fine form today!It must be nic...Patrick, you are in fine form today!<BR/><BR/>It must be nice in NYC -- definitely the weather for leaving Steppenwolf tracks in the snow. <BR/><BR/>Myself, I am not in despair, simply in a high state of exasperation. It is like some grievance slipped into my blood five years ago and it won't let me go. I do not want to write about the Bush culture anymore, but, but -- I go to the papers and a subtle change comes across Doctor Roger's features. They coarsen. The hands become like claws. The voice roughens. The hair gets animal tufty. Is it? Yes, it is Doctor Hyde, who seizes the keyboard and writes another tiresome screed. <BR/><BR/>Seriously, unlike Camus' Sisyphus, who learned to love his boulder's every facet, I'm so bored with the U.S.A., my own fucking rock, which has usurped other, better things to write about, that I need serious primal therapy or something. <BR/><BR/>On the bright side, Metric will be appearing in Austin at Stubbs March 14. Unless I have a heart attack, I'm going. My primal therapy.Roger Gathmannhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11257400843748041639noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3077210.post-1139807990105867922006-02-13T06:19:00.000+01:002006-02-13T06:19:00.000+01:00Oh, monsieur, you are right about everything but t...Oh, monsieur, you are right about everything but too prone to despair. After all, Brownie's thin-skindedness and belief that you must try to please whoever you are around at any given moment was impeded only be his inability to recall that when he called Crawford there was Hagin on the line, but Bush? not sure. Might get it more than just up the arse for that one. Other than that, Brownie is rolling over in the most endearing way--the first really public Republican diarrhea attack we've seen. <BR/><BR/>Elsewhere in Texas, the press is doing a superb job. Corpus Christi breaks the Cheney buckshot spraying story and there's only one day of delay till it reaches the big papers! It was no worse than when he told someone to go fuck themselves! He had ambulance detail in tow prepared for heart attacks!<BR/><BR/>And you are not still glowing from the Grammy Festival? There's Valentine's Day Tuesday. Both you and the NYT told me to enjoy this absurd tendency to break yet more records, so that it's already warming the snow into puddles even in the shoveled parts. I always believe what I read. I always have. Anything that can appear neatly typed instead of handwritten must be true. And whiskey is good for you if it is packaged neatly. No different from salad. In fact, it's better because more symmetrical.<BR/><BR/>Anyway, one's obsessions are surely the thing to look back on as one's life. The point is to remember them and then re-launch them, because it's good to be a narcissist. If I hadn't needed to rent out my bedroom to an adorable modern trollop, you could come up and play with me.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com