I thought it was cool when Rick Therrio's painting of me was hung on the wall of the Bop Shop on Division Street, just a few doors down from one of the bars in Nelson Algren's MAN WITH THE GOLDEN ARM. I also thought it was clever to be with my friend Dan in a rented car and we drove from Las Vegas to the California border but I only leaned against the Welcome sign and took a huge whiz so I can still, nearly a Half Century Man, say that the only part of me that has been in California is my urine. Its been ten years, give or take a week, that I have had an email address, and I used to have to send out mass emails to send these odd photos to you all, but now I can simply post them on my blog. Is this a good thing? Also, when I typed my first email, I was terrified that I would be the one (ME!) that would activate SkyNet and then the Terminators would come looking for anybody named Sarah Connor...Wayne
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Ten years since "I'll flatline before I go online" letterhead? Oh, my God, I feel old.
Blogs...blogs are good.
I think you did activate skynet. It's just running slow.
Hmmm...in that painting you look suspiciously like Richard O'Brien in Shock Treatment. Would you like to share with the group?
And, oh! That Underwood! Low-tech mechanical porn!
Your fears about SkyNet are well founded. I have the same anxiety about visiting California, that I'll be the straw who breaks the camel's back on the San Andreas fault.
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