I wooed, I cajoled, I stalked: finally, I convinced the mysterious, prolific and omniscient William Quincy Belle to reveal his Blogger Space, which, like his blogs, is thoroughly unpredictable and edging towards naughty. If you haven’t met Mr. Belle, you must do so post-haste, by visiting him here.
It was a tough decision: do something serious or do something (hopefully) funny. Well, when you live in a tiny apartment, you ofttimes go for the funny. It’s better than sobbing uncontrollably.
The photo: ah, the challenge of perching one’s laptop on the throne while overcoming the precarious nature of gravity. After all, it’s not like I’m “flush” with cash and can go buy a new one if this one gets wet. But how could anyone pass up an opportunity to dig out every puerile scatological reference they could think of? Then there are the potential guffaws from associating this with multi-tasking. Of course, in picturing my balancing act ending up in the drink, I began to think about the phrase “laptop in a bowl”. For some reason it sounded to me like a gelato specialty dessert in a high-priced restaurant; the laptop would be a wafer sticking out of a stemmed glass cup.
If anything, I hope it is a reminder that we are not here for a long time, we are here for a good time. In the grand scheme of things, I know that I am merely a single grain of sand on the beach of life and my contribution to the background cacophony of seven billion voices is just a blip meriting an allusion to the posterior of a rodent: Who gives a rat’s ass? At the heart of the writing process is some sort of (psychotic) urge to put it down on paper. I think of this quote which so far I haven’t been able to attribute to anyone:
“A writer is an egomaniac with low self-esteem”.
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