Ryan Logsdon sent me this to send out, but I wasn't sure to "who" (or is that
whom)? So I picked the people I have screan names for that I know he knows.
So "Happy New Year!" from me as well if I don't see you.
And once again it is New Years. cool. Are we all going to get drunk, get silly, have fun and eventually end up having sex with someone they hardly know (this is even true of the casual boyfriend and girlfriend -- one wonders how much they actually know about their partner in life and the bedroom) or end up alone, masturbating to the same images found on Skinamax at three-thirty in the morning, eastern standard time, of course? Fuck that! You know what this New Years is, a chance to do something for ourselves, something beyond pure visceral experience or chaotic drunkenness. This is a New Year, ladies and gentlemen, only we have the ability to change the next year into something other then an experiment in melancholy. I'll be honest with you all, my friends and neighbors, I don't think I, personally, am going to make it far in this new New Year's, but goddamn!, I'm gonna do the best I can and if a fall flat on my face and end up in a worse situation then when I started, so what! I won't really be in a place that matters, right? I mean, this is it, down to the bottom! But, I'm going to laugh and have fun with my brothers and sisters who will be in Philly for the next three nights! After that, who knows, right? All I know is that I have enough air to get me to my next breath as a write these lame words into some kind of jumbled mess of semi-coherent statements. In other words, go to Bones or to a party or to Philly, anywhere -- all I know that Phish are gone, The Biscuits may be next and my masterpiece is almost finished (in case you do not know, OKAssassin is my new screenplay I'm currently transferring from the inner depths of my soul to the endless blinking of my word processor) and I have no female representation of happiness. whatever, it's not like I want to drone on about my trials and tribulations with my failed and often heart-wrenching relationships every single day. I used to. I felt that I wrote best when sad or confused. This is still true but I realize that, apart from blaming our creators, their is fucking nobody to blame but ourselves, our shortcomings, our fears and most of all, what we look like on the outside because despite what Alisha told me one time after our first date, "first experience counts for more then ninety percent of our human relationships." Thus to the ugly go the riches and to the pretty go the spoils of the innocent's blood. So, after my ramblings I will leave you all with a quote to live by, die by or survive in the new year, "TODAY, IS A GOOD DAY TO DIE, OR LIVE OR SURVIVE." -- Capt. Geetchps. I hope Dave sends this to everyone before the New Year, if not, post is good.love always,until we meet again,Ryan Vincent Logsdon