I can’t get over that, you write a post on Monday and by Wednesday it’s off the page, in the archives. There’s something to be said for that, and for having no readers. The insularity and the immediacy of blogging reminds me of radio, the same stress and self-importance I brought to my on-air job, stage fright every day year after year and for what? My words would vanish the moment I said them, and I’d end everyday having produced something that went into the ether. This blog’s like that, the more I speak, the faster my words will disappear from view, and that’s how it should be.
So maybe I’ll start posting my incomprehensible shit now, ok? Just because I’m crazy doesn’t make me the messiah.