--5.16.2008--Uncomfortable plurals For years I have cringed upon hearing the word "grasses." I feel that grass, like sheep and moose, should be both plural and singular. I believe it has earned that right.This grass lives in Malibu Lake, near some gooses. Labels: california, language, los angeles, philosophy, travel posted
by Marty Barrett at Friday, May 16, 2008
0
comments
links
to this post
--9.24.2007--Lucky seven Today marks the seventh anniversary of my departing Boston for Los Angeles. I left that city a broken man, my arm having been clipped by a UPS truck while I was riding my bike to work in my last months there.Less than a year after crossing the Colorado River into California (we drove), my relationship with the person I'd traveled here with ended. I don't know many relationships that have survived westward expansion. I am told that Lewis returned from their travels feeling that Clark was a "douchebag".  We took west four cats, two mine and two hers. I know that one (Roswell, staring from the background) is dead and I think at least two more might be (at least the one in the foreground, if there is any justice). Frampton (seen there in the middle) is still going strong, and just wrote her first novel.I came out here to be a writer for television and film, and to perform comedy on stage. I have done all those things, but I think I should have been more specific in my plans, such as "I want to write for television shows that aren't cancelled almost immediately". But I guess saying that prior to leaving would have seemed too obvious to me then.  I am going to spend my remaining time in Los Angeles (I have an exit strategy) being more obvious.Also, when I first moved here, I spent a lot of time riding my bike on the beach. I don't do that anymore. I've been to the beach once in the last year. This disgusts me. It's like living in Bogue Chitto and not eating at the truck stop every day. Labels: boston, los angeles, personal history, philosophy, travel posted
by Marty Barrett at Monday, September 24, 2007
3
comments
links
to this post
--9.18.2007--The Optimism of incompetence I realized recently that when one is accused of doing something half-assed, it is never made clear if a better job would be done with the whole ass or with no ass at all. If the former, Zeno's Paradox dovetails nicely with Murphy's Law and dictates that the full ass can never be reached, thus ensuring the job will never get done.More hopeful, then, to avoid doing all work that would invite ass comparisons. Labels: language, philosophy posted
by Marty Barrett at Tuesday, September 18, 2007
0
comments
links
to this post
|
Previous PostsArchives |
