Those damn kids.

Viewed on an overpass, flanked by American flags: “We Love Our Hoes”

Steak for dinner. Long conversation on the patio as the sun sets. Willie Nelson on the stereo.

Received an eloquent, researched and formatted response from Reader Josh re: corporations and the free market. You can see it on Josh’s site, I believe. I have some notes, but I have yet to research and format my own eloquent response.

So much going on. Numerous parallel discussions with many people about nature, modern society, television ownership, lights, popular culture, high and low art, anti-intellectualism, consumerism, capitalism, child-rearing, travel and literature. Not coming to any new conclusions, or at least not any I can elucidate upon just yet. But it feels good to think about things, things other than “Who’s going to be eliminated on American Idol tonight?”

So I came home from work last night and was confronted by an astonishing piece of art resting in my living room. Turns out Iain taught himself how to paint lifelike landscapes in oil while I was at work. Pretty damn impressive. It’s strange, because I was always “the artist.” Guess now I’ll have to get serious on his ass.

All right. Must either investigate some Web designs or go read more of my no-TV book. Good night.

April 30, 2003 | Filed Under auto-categorized