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2666 Progress Report: I've finished the first section, The Part About the Critics, and I'm positive any brain-gymnastics attempting to interpret the buzz would not only be pointless but would destroy the buzz. I'm being set up, and I'm going to enjoy it.

Blegmeh! I'm reading, writing, shittily, happily.

A new biography of John Lennon passed by my desk this week, reminding me of a novel I started to write but stopped ten or so years ago when faced with the research that would be required. (And before I acknowledged to myself my brain is poet-wired, not novelist-wired.) In the novel I was given an opportunity to go back in time and murder anyone I chose and replace him in his life with my knowledge of his life I brought from the future. The Fab Four: Jeff, Paul, George, and Ringo!

See, after I murder John, when I first meet Mick Jagger, I....

What? Max Boot approves of Obama's national security personnel choices?

Blegmeh: the minute I think I'm out they drag me back in.

UPDATE! LIVE PUPPY-CAM!

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• Yes, but no, as yes will get a new meme.
• No, but yes, as no always gets a new meme.
• Zizek on Obama and joy in pragmatism.
• Have some U.S. history.
• The word you're looking for is....
• Sarah Palin for Poet Laureate.
• Holy Goodhell, listen to this.
• Listen to this too.
• Thought about Victoria Williams lately?
• Don't forget Largehearted Boy.
• Did you know James had a jazz blog?

Updates later. Or not.

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