Tuesday, August 03, 2004

I'm not judging you, I'm judging me

This is not my first journal, not by any means. I have 12 volumes kept in a closet at home, I keep volume 14 in my book bag wherever I go. One volume dissappeared when my bag was stolen in 1997.

This is also not my first expirement of publically displayed writing. I wrote a weekly column for the Stonehill College Summit from 1988 until 1991. This column, Meditations, was distinquished both for making a long string of deadlines on time, perhaps even a record, and generating exactly 0 letters to the editor, thus making it, word for word, the least controversial thing published in the paper, microscopic copyright notifications and straight news stories about new selections in the cafeteria not excepted.

I don't like thinking about the consequences of these observations.



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