The Stars Hollow Gazette

Do you feel exposed?

You should.

I’m not just talking about the normal routine recording of your every gesture and utterance outside carefully constructed and deliberate walls of polite procedure rooted in a more gentile and tolerant time, one where gentlemen didn’t read each other’s mail except when they could.

I mean here out on the cold windy street corner of blogdom, doing your soon to be extinct polar bear club defiance of diminishing icecaps, lime stuffed Corona in hand.

Brisk.

One hardly knows where honesty ends and self interest begins unless they are one and the same because of the bigger picture.

Grab your gaze out of the gutter and look up to the stardust from whence you came and believe in yourself again.

You can change things.  You know it’s true.  Stop smoking.  Get fit.  Care more for those around you and let them know it.

Blog more.  Sing louder.  We are not proud, or tired.  And we’ll show you the next time it comes around on the guitar.

With feeling.

Of course the four part harmony and circles and arrows on the back of each one explaining how they are to be used in evidence against me is up to you.

Me?  I’m just happy to be sitting here on the Group W bench disturbing the peace with the father rapers and mother stabbers.

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  1. You know, it just didn’t make any sense to have two piles when you could have one big shitpile.

  2. Me?  I’m just happy to be sitting here on the Group W bench disturbing the peace with the father rapers and mother stabbers.

    And do you think that when Arlo wrote that wonderful line –

    Circles and arrows and a paragraph on the back – that it would

    be quoted until the end of time??  It is one of my favorite

    lines….

  3. …plaster tire tracks, foot prints, dog smelling prints, and they took twenty seven eight-by-ten colour glossy photographs with circles and arrows and a paragraph on the back of each one explaining what each one was to be used as evidence against us.

    I saw Arlo play locally when I was about 18.  It was one of the most enjoyable evenings I’ve spent at a show.  Storytelling lifts the soul in a way nothing else can quite touch.  But look who I’m telling.

     

  4. But you’re the only other one I’ve ever known who says, “It all comes ’round on the guitar” and I’m thrilled. 🙂

    • Metta on December 31, 2007 at 9:26 am

    I am working on being comfortable being exposed.  It’s not easy for the secretive type of person I am.  This may be the year I have to take the new years day polar bear plunge.  Figuratively at least!  (Sauna or long bike ride first please!) I have been taking brave baby steps this past year or so.  I know that things are changing and that I need to be present, aware, awake, alive.  I even started taking guitar lessons, knowing that I truly suck at it!!  I will not be a rock star, (well maybe in my town, where everyone who has a bit of heart and is willing to put themselves out there is accepted) ; )

    but…..that’s another story.

    New years is not without it’s beginnings and changes for me.  I started with the ugly bathroom’s ceiling today and will adorn the walls with a nice green and lavender new years eve and new years day!  The bathroom, where most of us begin and end the waking day.  It should be fresh and welcoming.  Cleansing program, check, healthy eating, check, moderate indulgence in happy vices, check!

    I have been honest with perfect strangers and close aquaintences.  I am still working on tact!  Slowly yet surely myself is being revealed.  So far, I like what I see!

    I like not making sense!  Thanks!

    • RiaD on December 31, 2007 at 5:12 pm

    Grab your gaze out of the gutter and look up to the stardust from whence you came and believe in yourself again.

    You can change things.  You know it’s true.  Stop smoking.  Get fit.  Care more for those around you and let them know it.

    Blog more.  Sing louder.  We are not proud, or tired.  And we’ll show you the next time it comes around on the guitar.

    With feeling.

    tnx ek

  5. it just came to mind

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