I am a weblogger.
I am a man. I am an authority. I am hieratic. I am a drinker. I am a Canadian. I am an expatriate. I am somewhat inebriated tonight.
I am a spice without a sauce. I am a singer, I am a writer. I am a lover. I am a man who loves. I am happy and I am unsatisfied. I am content and I am angry. I am actively ignoring the present continuous in favour of the possible future simple. I am alive. I contradict myself.
I am growing old. I'm farting like a Captain of Industry. I'm hurting every goddamn day. I'm present perfect linking my patchwork history with this moment here, where the glass is in my hand. I've abused this strong big body of mine. I've moved people to tears. I've made them laugh. I've been completely wrong. I'm squeezing out the pus.
I am uncertain. I am defiant.
I am buoyed on foamy waves of ancient guitar. I am tired of the bullshit. I hope for the best. I'm averting my eyes.
I'm wasting my life. I'm in the moment. I'm teaching people that English has no future tense. I'm pretty sure there's no point. I am happy about that.
I am thirsty. I am hungry. I am so full of shit my blue eyes are brown.
I love. I rear up in anger. I love.
I need another beer.

dv said
Amen.
January 6, 2006 11:35 PM
Jon Husband said
... squared
January 8, 2006 4:18 AM
poncho said
Stomper,,
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January 9, 2006 4:15 AM
stavrosthewonderchicken said
OK, mi hermano gone AWOL, but how? (If the last bit was a hint at an email address, I'm too damn thick to decipher it!)
January 9, 2006 5:20 PM
jmorrison said
in summation: you are human. me too. i'm right there with you.
January 10, 2006 7:30 AM
Leone said
Is that you mind? (mine that is?)....
January 14, 2006 11:35 AM