So far, 2009 looks remarkably like 2008, but with more flies. I’m disappointed. Then again, I haven’t been outside yet. I have an urge to write a reflective piece like last year — though not an urge strong enough to overcome my inertia. I’ve already looked back at my predictions for 2008 and delivered His Benevolence Stilgherrian’s Christmas Message. What more can I say?
Word-whore. I write 'em. I talk 'em. Information, politics, media, and the cybers. I drink. I use bad words. All publication is a political act. All communication is propaganda. All art is pornography. All business is personal. All hail Eris! Vive les poissons rouges sauvages!