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and then misery made her a queen; inks and pencil on paper, 6 x 9.25 inches. In the shop.

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BITTERLY cold day, as in bitter bitter wind, and of course my office, which is usually so hot that by the end of the day you feel CONFUSED, is as cold as a tomb. Of course.

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Saw Dead Man Down, and it was actually a pretty good movie, even intelligent, right up to the last ten minutes, which were RIDICULOUS. As I said to C, anytime you drive a truck through a house, you're making certain artistic concessions.

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Hey, fuck a duck, they got a new pope. GREAT. Talk about the biggest news story of the year which is actually the smallest news story of the year, because within a week the rest of the world will go back to only noticing the Catholic Church when it has to pay off another lawsuit. For you know what. Just to reiterate: I don't know anyone who goes to church, I don't know anyone who engages with religion in any noticeable way, I don't see any meaningful effect that religion has on the culture or society that we all live and breathe in. O, but lots of people in other parts of the world do, you'll say. GREAT, put the story on THEIR NEWS.

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A little audio post about creativity and frustration here, which was spurred in part (and a little ironically) after hearing Adam Phillips on Tapestry.
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