The Old Man and the Sea

Monday, July 19, 2004


The other day I saw a man on the boardwalk by the Brooklyn Bridge fishing and sipping a beer and he actually caught a few I guess. It reminded me of Hemingway and what he said about fishing, fighting, and what was the other thing? Was it fucking? Or wait, maybe that was G.G. Allen. Drink, Fight, and Fuck... Anyway, the whole point was that he said if he couldn't drink, and he couldn't fight, and he couldn't fuck then he was too old and he didn't see any point in living past that age, whatever it happened to be. Those were the things that were fun to him and made him happy. So in that sense, his message is not so far off from the Dali Lama's Art of Happiness. Though, the Dali Lama would probably replace the fighting and fucking with exerciseing compassion or something of that nature. OK, so it's a stretch. But it's not like anyone reads these. Or if they do they don't post any comments. Even the occasional "You suck, quit writng those damned awful blogs" would be more interesting than no response at all. So what? Are you reading this stupid thing? What do you think? Be honest! Even if you just tell me to fuck off, I want to know who reads these. If you leave a comment on mine, I'll re-read yours and make a comment on it.