Date: Sun, 7 May 2000 00:51:25 EDT
Dear GabeDamned busy myself. Hosted a Poetry Grand Slam at my work tonight (working in a used bookstorethere is a god!) Just finished a 7-week community theatre run of Taming of the Shrew, and I'm starting to feel a bit crispy. I checked out the site; interesting spot.
Not much wordage out of me, written-wise in a while. John Carle someitmes prints my odds and ends in his webzine, Gravity. which is a long-standing spot I highly recommend. But the honest truth is, I'm such a Luddite anymore that if a tree didn't die in the publishing, I'm less than patient with any magazine. The net has become a necessity, like a telephone, and, unless those Freenet guys have the impact that some predict, it's nothing much more than pay-per-show TV.
Glad you're moving out of the DMZI've learned in recent years to understand about hearing gunshots at night (in the summer, several times a week). Hell of a world, and probably just what we really planned back when...though the reality of near-anarchy is rather nastier on the nerves than the theories and predictions were. Oh, well, maybe we'll swing Fascist for a decade or two, see if that works...
Good luck in your endeavors, send interesting things. I'll check into that site and send what small intelligence I may from Deep in the Heart of Happy Valleythe Promised home to the fools who followed dick-head with the tablets and burning foliage. M
Damn, Max, seems neither one of us can type with any dignity, and since that website has such a polysyllabic crunch to it, it's a wonder I ever found it. Meanwhile, I was checking out the Ernest-Curry wedding snaps until the server failed after a few closeups.
Did you cast to type? I'd pencil you in for a Lucentio to Roland's Baptista.
Covad failed AGAIN to install my DSL line this afternoon. It's hard to swallow, like a fist-sized anti-anxiety chit, that one person can have so much failure generated in his name, but I sure have, of late. Is America's social dysfunction so agonizingly, so rigidly complete...