Wandering is what I’ve taken up as my task for today. I needed some time away from the writing and noticed the power was out this morning, so I just got out of the house early and wandered down the hill. I ended up walking through the area where a lot of Tibetan families live, and saw the funniest game of cricket beng played by a bunch of local boys, including a teenaged monk in his monastic robes. I think I’m going to try to get down the hill into Dharamsala proper and get me one of those funny metal …
Month: February 2004
A weird turn of events…
Yes, in a weird turn of events, I was casting about on how to out certain things that are going on in the background of my novel. I was frustrated, and flipping through a book by a certain Chomsky fellow (calm down, John Wendel, hahaha)and I arrived at the perfect character, except he’s a Kurd, and I know only enough to know that a Kurdish terrorist character would perfectly fit the weird turn of events that I’m writing into the background of my novel. He’s the guy I need to open up the third of three big bad things in …
And finally, courtesy of Mr. Sterling of Austin…
I am so glad Bruce Sterling gets drunk and goes websurfing. The stuff he blogs when he’s sober is pretty good too. Go and see for yourself…
Ooops, Another Thing…
Yes, I named my Mr. Picassohead Creation after a Belle&Sebastian song. And now, so can you. You’re still really weird, Adam. In a good way. Put away that… what the hell kind of weapon is that, anyway? Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaagh!
Heavy Text Flow Day
I’m certainly doing better than I was yesterday. I ran into a bunch of people I knew, all together, and I really wanted to go out with them, but I was feeling so ill I warned them away, telling them I was sick sick sick and that they’d best stay clear. (Jerome, the French artist I know and see around once in a while, shook hands with me anyway, and I sternly advised him to wash his hand.) It was awful, awful, awfulawful. I took a taxi home though it wasn’t dark yet, and simply lay down and read one …
By the Way
Adam, dude, you are weird. You posted a link to this on your page. Of course, that’s why we all think so highly of you. But you’re still freakin’ weird. (Applause.)
Cold and Smoky and Lightless and But Quite Miserable (And Most Decidedly Not Dead, By Some Strange Stroke of Luck)
It’s been a few days since my last update. On Thursday the power cut out sometime in the afternoon, so I decided to go into town and pass the time. Usually it cuts back in during the evening, so I figured it would be okay. I ran into my Kazakh-American friend and we had some chai and dinner, and then I headed back to the house. Luckily, the power was on that night. Friday was a different story: the power cut out in the morning, but I just stayed in and read some Don Quixote until I was too chilly …