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Here's an operating statement for this blog, cause I feel the need to say it today.

I am not afraid to be wrong. I am not afraid to be questioned. I am not afraid to change my mind when someone points out something reasoned and intelligent at me that I, in my stupidity, did not think of. This blog is, essentially, a raw processor of ideas and thoughts, and as such, they come out half formed, deformed, and just fine. There's a nice mix. But this blog, it's not going to be filled with posts where I spend hours upon hours refining arguments. It's a blog. It's runs on energy and thoughts and the speed they come together, and if it occasionally sounds like I'm a contradiction, that I'm a fuck up, that I know what I'm on about, that I'm passionate, that I'm apathetic, then, hey, you know what what, good.

Also, I like the swear words. The swear words are staying. You got a problem with that, it's time to go.

(Imaginary Jesus: Does that mean we have to go?

Free Loading Alien: What happens when that dude VanderMeer and his evil psyche pet realise you're ripping 'em off? Dontcha even give a shit bout originality anymore?

Imaginary Jesus: Is he polishing a gun?)


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Dec. 8th, 2005 10:53 pm (UTC)
Ideas are fun. They're even more fun when we let them out in the backyard to run and play. Granted, they might piss on each other from time to time, but such is the nature of ideas.
Dec. 8th, 2005 11:03 pm (UTC)
ideas only hurt people who can't see other ideas, really. so ideas must run and run and run. and so forth.
Dec. 8th, 2005 11:08 pm (UTC)

Dec. 8th, 2005 11:11 pm (UTC)
you sure do love that site though :)
Dec. 8th, 2005 11:40 pm (UTC)
yes, yes i do.

Dec. 8th, 2005 11:41 pm (UTC)
also, i am almost brain dead. my cat has been keeping me awake for the last 13 years, and it is finally catching up with me.
Dec. 8th, 2005 11:43 pm (UTC)
so, basically, what you're saying is there's no thought, you're just attracted to bright, sparkly things now?
Dec. 8th, 2005 11:50 pm (UTC)
what? huh? who is this? oh look over there! a bright sparkly rabbit!
Dec. 8th, 2005 11:59 pm (UTC)
quick! catch it and eat it!
Dec. 9th, 2005 12:49 am (UTC)
but it's sparkly
i'll catch it and wear it!
Dec. 9th, 2005 12:13 am (UTC)
Yah...someone once told me to cut down the swearing and angsting in my blog, because it was a great pr tool.

'cept I'm not using it as a pr tool, which they didn't seem to get.
Dec. 9th, 2005 12:18 am (UTC)
well, mine is a pr tool, and i'm happy for it to be filled with my swear words. the angst quota is very little--with the exception of recently, i've managed to slide through three years of blogging without anything like that. but most people seemed cool on it, y'know?

i'm sure a few didn't, however, but whatever.

i haven't read yours for a while, btw. i'm detoxing on blogsphere noise. everything cool?
Dec. 9th, 2005 12:29 am (UTC)
Nothing going on over here. Pretty plain.
Dec. 9th, 2005 12:30 am (UTC)
lie to me, tess. lie to me :)
Dec. 9th, 2005 01:54 am (UTC)
Oh, right. Well. I had a scrag fight with that skank who was trying to steal my tips, but I told her the alien thought she was a lousy lay so she ran off crying and couldn't perform her set, and so the madame fired me, and now I'm selling my toenails to try-to-be witches to make enough money for sugar.

Looks like crack. Tastes better than crack.
Dec. 9th, 2005 01:58 am (UTC)
that's what i wanna hear. all the crack dealing, strip show, bar room work you've been doing. if only i were so exciting.
Dec. 9th, 2005 02:11 am (UTC)
Lie to me, dork.
Dec. 9th, 2005 02:20 am (UTC)
such love.

i recently stopped gunfighting after that messy thing with the child who thought he was the returned son of god. sure, he limps around, but he said, 'shoot my kneecaps out and they'll grow back.' likewise, i've stopped visiting that strip joint and paying for lap dances. i need to eat. the crack doesn't diminish my appetite anymore.
Dec. 9th, 2005 07:05 am (UTC)
Then it WAS your fault the tips went down! Go tell that skanky ho that your problem is with bulemia, not me. I'm running out of toenails.
Dec. 9th, 2005 07:23 am (UTC)
i dunno. nailless girls. hmm. i feel a whole new fetish coming on.
Dec. 9th, 2005 01:09 pm (UTC)
Socks and shoes rub me wrong. There's no where to paint.

Although I hear the madame has an opening now. All the snorting you can deal with.
Dec. 10th, 2005 04:05 am (UTC)
but it's not the same without you and your nailless feet aren't there to snort lines of coke off!
Dec. 9th, 2005 12:13 am (UTC)
just looked at shane c's journal entry. hmmmmm just looks like someone is feeling temporarily guilty to me. i'm sure he'll get over it!
Dec. 9th, 2005 12:20 am (UTC)
i'm not much fussed if he does or doesn't. i don't know him. but the depression comment irked me and showed him and his email buddy as a pair that clearly have no idea. which is why i put the link in. but he's titled to his opinion, so i took it out about ten minutes later.
Dec. 9th, 2005 11:13 am (UTC)
Hey Ben,

I guess I caught the tail end of this one - but I take it the 'Shane C' in question is me? For the record, none of my comments were directed at you or your blog. I'm cool with the whole Urban Sprawl thing you have going on here, and up until recently I was a regular reader. Sure, there're sparkly cunts, which aren't my thing, but that's why the little X exists at the top of the browser.

The comment on my blog about depression (and the one about artificial intelligence, I might add) was from one of those joke emails that do the rounds. It took my fancy - no offense intended or directed. Half my family and friends are on anti-d's, so I'm pretty clear on how depression works.

Yes, I know in the (recent) past I've caused the occasional shit-storm in a teacup on my blog, but this occasion isn't one of them. Why would I, a guy who's championed, co-published (and soon to reprint) one of your stories, want to swing the hatchet? It doesn't make sense. None whatsoever.

This is exactly the reason I posted my last post on my blog - without visual, tone, or body language cues, electronic communication can be read in all sorts of ways. I'd also point out that I wasn't aware of this conversation on your blog until now and my last two blog posts are completely unrelated.

I'm struggling with spending too much time on the damn internet. It's cutting into all the other stuff I have to do in my life (like a Year's Best DF/Horror antho). I also know the way I write comes across... differently... to how I am in person, but anyway.

You seem like a pretty forthright guy - if you think I'm having a go in future, just drop me an email and we'll sort it out before it gets to this point.
Dec. 10th, 2005 04:00 am (UTC)
i'm not much fussed by this, shane. if you've got an opinion on your blog about this one here (or even me), you're more than entitled to it. i wouldn't begin to tell anyone what they should think or do in their own space, even if it happens to be about me.

if it's not, fair enough. however, on the same point, you had deleted me from you friends list, and this journal is full of the old swear words and the pretentious naval gazing. that, combined with a few other comments of late about how i should run this blog, promoted this post. like i said, i put a link to your blog, only cause the depression comment was stupid, but i deleted it with in about five minutes cause, hey, it's stupid, but if you wanna put it up there, knock yourself out. your blog. your choice. not my place to say otherwise. just a shame in those five that k-bee here saw it and this little issue got created.

as for me and my writing, sure, you've published and republished it, and i hope you'll publish more of it one day, but my fiction isn't me. you don't have to like one to like the other. i certainly don't go round thinking of the two as mutual and i didn't think of this as it.

but like i said, shane, this isn't a big deal. just opinions.
Dec. 9th, 2005 07:25 am (UTC)
Sounds pretty much what my definition of a blog is... definitely a place for percolating ideas, a mishmash of thoughts and arguments, rather than a place of end-products and refined statements.

Dec. 10th, 2005 04:01 am (UTC)
sometimes it's good just to restate that every now and then, i find. specially here, where the audience appears to have jumped since world con, oddly enough.
Dec. 9th, 2005 12:11 pm (UTC)
Shit, you've just reminded me that actually I HAVE STOLEN one of Jeff's little green alien babies. He gave it to me to take somewhere and photograph it and I have never managed to give it back. Or, indeed, send him any photos, though Alien Baby has now been to Uzbekistan, Siberia, the Kremlin and the Gobi Desert.

Oh bugger. I suppose I should apologise.
Dec. 10th, 2005 04:02 am (UTC)
i think you should cut up parts of the alien baby and send them back in small pieces. perhaps photographed in different countries.
Dec. 9th, 2005 02:03 pm (UTC)
Give that Alien Baby Back!
Yes--give that alien baby back!

As for the stealing--if you have an invisible Jesus following you around, how is that ripping off my Evil Monkey, who is all too visible? LOL.

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Dec. 10th, 2005 04:04 am (UTC)
Re: Give that Alien Baby Back!
Dec. 10th, 2005 04:04 am (UTC)
Re: Give that Alien Baby Back!
i have an imaginary jesus, jeff. he'd be very upset to think of himself as invisible.

Dec. 9th, 2005 03:07 pm (UTC)
I'm sorry, Jeff! I have failed you.

Oh, and Alien Baby has moved to Glastonbury, by the way.
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