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| girl, company names, gregg rogell, free mp3s, yayhooray, list of themes, name and tagline, ben affleck, r u still down, bill clinton, creative writing, tupac song lyric, kevin connolly, holocaust, justice, advertising, poisonous, vice president, tarot, timothy mcsweeney's, tooshort — ( somethin to ride to lyrics ), skins, satire, signs, | Something to fire me up a bit! I want a Hunter S Thompson, by god, a Mencken, somebody with a bit of rage and a bit of juice in 'em, with too many damn words tolerance and a talent for juggling them. Someone who sees the opening, seizes it, then drives a juggernaut of text right through the quivering greasy middle of it, while lesser mortals scatter tolerance in fear for their lives. Hell, maybe there are bloggers out there doing that at this convention. If so, point me to them. If not, well, get me a plane tolerance ticket and a pass to the Republican Clusterfuck, and I'll do the damn job myself. Never send a blogger to do a wonderchicken's job. [Update : Well, OK, this is pretty damn cool. But I'm stickin' to my knee-jerk contrarian guns, damn it!] [Update 2: Well, besides the Mighty Fafblog, even if I do have my suspicions that Fafnir and Giblets aren't actually there. |
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| Metaphorically or otherwise. And then write about it. In realtime. How I wish that there were a few writers there splashing their talent (and cocktails) all over the web. Not just permalink patriots and also-ran digerati, but mad bloggy bastards who'd give me some stank, some snark, a few laughs. How I wish Rageboy could've gone creative writing and kicked out the motherfucking jams, or dong_resin, or Golby the crazed. Whoever. Just somebody whose creative writing panties don't go all damp at the idea of getting spattered with John Edwards' sweat. I don't want to see digital snapshots of you creative writing posing with some other blogerati dildo or fawning over some Real Celebrity, framed with a bit of Commentary Lite, damn it. I want you to write something that will make me laugh and weep and want to go and break a bottle over someone's head (or laugh and weep and give somebody an equally random big ol' kiss on the lips), then dance like a tarantula-bitten gypsy. |
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