Start that new show you’ve had your eye on, the one everyone keeps talking about.


Go back to sleep.

Same old, same old.


Literally everyone else is doing it.

Calm down.

It’s easier this way.


“Cuz fuck that shit.”


“It’s fine the way it is, leave it.”

It’s fine.


“What’s gotten into you?”

“Don’t be such a kill joy.”

Everyone’s having fun, what’s wrong?


Sit down.

Lay down.

Calm down.

Go back to sleep.

You’re fine the way you are.

Just relax

and don’t ever question them again.




Play along.

Say about the weather.

Say about sports.

Say about them and their things-going-on.

(Don’t) say about your/their dreams.

Say about politics (generally, please).

Say about how music is all crap nowadays.

Say about these new beers (drinks) (shows) (restaurants) they got out now.

Play the game.  You know the game.  Play it.



…bide your time.



Save your energy.

Suffer these fools gladly.



Don’t waste your energy.

You’ll need it.

You’re getting older.

Older every second.

Air rusts metal.

Air rusts you.

Energy will be more expensive than all the money

you’ve ever dreamt of


In ten more years,

five more minutes

will be worth more than

all the happy thoughts you’ve ever felt in your life,

even just five minutes

of pain.


Take a tip from da Vinci—

see everything you see in a new way.  Especially things you’ve seen before.  The billions of times on your way to work or on your way back home, the walk up your steps, the opening of the front door, at work or at lunch, or at family gatherings or at a show.  Look for the corner of the image, the outward detail, adjunct and seemingly hidden forever. I like feet or ankles.  These seem innocent and at first glance, nondescript and devoid of anything interesting.  It’s almost as if they serve just a utilitarian purpose.  Don’t you be fooled.  Go for that distant detail.  A person’s feet tell you more than you know. Or hands or hair.  The toughy is anything in nature.  I get absolutely lost in thought if I pay full attention to the things around me–the wrinkled lines of flecked red paint from a garage door frame, a white soda bottle cap being swallowed by a square of muddy dirt where the sidewalk ends, or the tired but happy eyes of the short Mexican woman passing me on her way to the laundry mat again.  They’re all out there.  Remember them.  That’s what da Vinci did too–at night, he’d recall all of the details he saw that day.

So see everything you see in a new way (or try; a person must pay attention to the idiot cars careening down the street too.).

Quote #431



“Tip #4: Professionalism is not enough; or the Good is the Enemy of the Great

“What is required in our field, more than anything else, is the continuous transgression. Professionalism does not allow for that because transgression has to encompass the possibility of failure, and if you’re professional, your instinct is not to fail, it is to repeat success. Professionalism is a limited goal.”

Milton Glaser