The night owl eats the early bird,

Thus saves the worm.

Put your music player on shuffle.
Press forward for each question, until you get a title that makes sense.
Use the song title as the answer to the question.

How far will you get in life?
Wherever I may Roam (Metallica)

How do your friends see you?
Strange Bird (Jimmy Buffett) [Though really…I can’t really say how everyone sees me.  If you’re reading this, reply with the song title YOU see me as.]

Where will you get married?
Mansion in the Mist (Midnight Syndicate)

What is your best friend’s theme song?
I Am Mine (Pearl Jam)

What is the story of your life?
 Black Jesus (Everlast)

What was highschool like?

Cage of Solitude (Midnight Syndicate)

How can you get ahead in life?
Dragula (Rob Zombie)

What is the best thing about you?
A Murder of One (Counting Crows)

How is today going to be?
Demon Days (Gorillaz)

What is in store for this weekend?
Sex and Candy (Marcy Playground) [Well . . . maybe candy . . . I don’t know . . . anyone got a sweet tooth?]

What song describes my parents?
I Got You Babe (UB40 – cover)

My grandparents?
Crazy (Aerosmith)

How is your life going?
Stray Cat Strut (Stray Cats)

What song will they play at your funeral?
I, Zombie (Rob Zombie) [and I’ll rise up and dance with everyone]

How does the world see you?
Paint it Black (Rolling Stones)

Will you have a happy life?
Bittersweet Symphony (The Verve)

How can you make yourself happy?
Past Time With Good Company (Nox Arcana)

What should you do with your life?
Ballad of a Fallen Angel (??? . . . it’s from a Cowboy Bebop episode)

Will you ever have children?
Superunknown (Soundgarden)

What is some good advice?
Fuck Her Gently (Tenacious D)

What is your signature dancing song?
Hey Pachuco! (Royal Crown Revue)

What is your current theme song?
Little Room (The White Stripes)

What type of men/women do you like?
Smart Woman in a Real Short Skirt (Jimmy Buffett)

I live.

I was just in a car for 18+ hours (the last ten of which I drove straight through…and through I don’t know how many states) . . . and my eyes feel like they might fly out of my head and start dancing. There’s more to post, but for now . . .

. . . the next state I’m visiting is unconsciousness.

“Feeding Silence”

by Joshua Alan Doetsch

Sometimes, there looms a demon named Silence

And all you can do is move your lips and

Fingers, fast as you can, feed it words

Down, down its needle-tooth maw

But Silence is always hungry and

You feel icy drool dripping

Down your spine and you

Pray for the sun to rise

Or the demon to take

Its fill and leave

Before you

Run out

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I got to walk in the storm last night.

I like this weather.

Right now, it’s my favorite season – Transition. It’s a very short season, but it happens twice a year and it is volatile.

I’m writing the Forward to my epic poem now. I didn’t want to at first. I really resisted. But I’m gaining momentum. I think I might post it when I’m done.

Have a very merry Transition.

I agree with most of this . . .

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I now have an official date for my defense of my epic poem (where I meet with my committee and defend and answer questions about my book) as well as my public reading (where I read excerpts of the book and do a Q and A with the audience). That takes me to one of the final steps of my graduation this May (which looks more definite now).

The public reading is Tuesday, April 18th at 6 pm, on campus in Springfield. It’s open to the public, so anyone who can make it out is certainly welcome.

OK…tomorrow I’ll write the forward to the epic. Then, after that, I’ll go back to working full time on my White Wolf novel (due at the end of May). I won’t post the opening chapter or synopsis online (as I don’t think I’m supposed to give that all away to the public at large)…but anyone insanely interested could ask me in person (as I might need feed back as I go).

Sun’s up soon and to bed I go . . .

It’s good getting back in touch with a friend after not hearing from her in years.

It’s bad when you find out a particular trauma the world has subjected her to in that time between.

So I think the speech at the Writer’s banquet went all right. I ended up speaking significantly longer than the Pulitzer Prize winning featured speaker . . . whoops. Ah well. The high school kids seemed to like me well enough.

I could not believe that Val included this at the end of my little intro: “…and once, on a long road trip, out of sheer boredom and morbid curiosity, he wrote a blues song about necrophilia.”

Yeesh.

Talked to my advisor and she has a literary agency for me to turn my epic poem into, when this is all over.  So that was interesting.

Got to play some improv tonight – allowing me to help disarm a bomb, save the world with the help of my superhero friends (and a flaccid wanky), and get seduced by Karisa not in one, but two scenes.

For now, I’m going to go into Ben Major and I’m going to sit there until I have a speech figured out for tomorrow.  I think I’m going to wear a suit tomorrow…to feel more important.