Back at the desk with a fresh cup of coffee.
A customer asked me today why we should have to press one or two to show whether or not we speak English. I guess it was some kind of inconvenience that he needed to declare to a machine how he communicated. We live in a very diverse society, not just in regards to North America, but the human race itself. To have a machine that can help two different people who have learned to communicate differently shows some degree of a collective progress. I understand that some people do fear when their way of life is juxtaposed with something different, something they don’t understand, but that’s all the merit which that hatred has—fear.
I got a Norton Critical Edition of Shelly’s work for $.59. I’m psyched for the defense of poetry.
I’m getting excited looking at these manuscript books. I just wish at this point that I had more material to send out.
New Years for me consisted of tripping and sleeping. If there wasn’t any emotional investment in me, I could live like that.
Stage Fright 