Monkey With a Typewriter

"...Look at me. I worked myself up from nothing to a state of extreme poverty."
- Groucho Marx in Monkey Business, 1931

Sunday, December 22, 2002

Finally! A new apartment! A new place! Etc! I am taking the rest of this weekend to get organized, and then will be back online and up and running with as much new content as I can throw at you. Moving is very stressful. Moving in Hollywood with an occasionally unreliable car is even more stressful. But I think everything's gonna be OK now... yeah... stay tuned!

Thursday, December 12, 2002

Well, things are getting about as exciting here as watching paint dry. But the good news is, an apartment has been acquired! So, on Monday the 16th of December, the ol' monkeywright will be moving along to his very own Hollywood Studio apartment. In the interim, I leave you this paltry message. I know, I know. I've been a bit like an alcoholic stepfather lately, eh? Not paying attention to the kids, just kind of patting you on the head as I walk by. I am a righ Bastard.
I apologize.
How about this? I'll give you an all new short story by the end of next week? Or maybe an essay? or both?
In the meantime, I recommend going out to read the following books if ou haven't already:
Bones of the Moon by Jonathon Carroll
It by Stephen King
You Shall Know Our Velocity! by Dave Eggers
Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire by JK Rowling.

So there. At least you have something to do.
Now go back to your rooms. Daddy's having his alone time with the bottle.

I kid, I kid. Drinking is awful.

Thursday, December 05, 2002

Attention, Passengers...

We apologize for the delay, but our captain is currently seeking housing in the Los Angeles area. All of his freetime is devoted to writing whenever possible and searching for a hovel to call home.
Stay with me... I should be back to regular posting by the end of next week.

That is all...

If you look out of the left side of the cabin, you will see a mountain range fast approaching...