April 23, 2000 - Nasally Applying Vaseline Intensive Care
Sunday, April 23rd, 2000I just put some Vaseline Intensive Care up my nose and I gotta say it: it’s not as intense as I thought it would be.
I just put some Vaseline Intensive Care up my nose and I gotta say it: it’s not as intense as I thought it would be.
The extended periods of time that are lost when I have nothing to say here, on this web site, are not unlike the brief but seemingly eternal and awkward silences that I usually endure when I’m with someone. Silence may be golden when compared with cacaphony, but when there’s something that could be said and time passes without saying it, then silence can be a bad thing. In some cases, even fatal. Usually, though, it’s just somewhat uncomfortable. When working long hours in complete silence, it can be quite maddening. The sound of silence is the sound of one’s thoughts??? peace and quietwar and noisiness???? a moment of silence for those who have been silenced??? silent night, holy nightloud days, evil days?
I reject silence when I can??? such vaccuums of the audibile, I abhor??? for when I give up silence, I get a chance at salience.
Reasons to masturbate, from Good Vibrations‘ page for the Second National Masturbate-A-Thon:
How odd??? I’m beginning to get an inkling of how the 1990s will be characterized but I didn’t expect for this kind of hindsight to happen so soon. What I mean about the 90s is the same way the 80s were characterized for certain decade-specific traits after it was over. You know–the pastel clothes, teased hair, yuppies, and whatnot. And how the 70s were about even worse clothes, and disco, and “blaxploitation”, and so on. And on and on with the decades before then.
I don’t think it’s enough to just think back to it. The nuances can only be fully recalled from reading what was written during those years, listening to what the music was about back then, and taking into account what was regarded as entertainment back then. I think what really defines the collective personality of a decade (or any era, for that matter) is what people thought of the future back then. In the 60s it was believed everyone would be flying around or something by the year 2000. Now, no one’s expecting anything like the Jetson’s anytime soon. I’m wondering if computers will have superhuman intelligence in the next 20 years. The fact of the matter is that no one really knows and whatever actually happens usually comes as some sort of surprise.
The 80s were my childhood, and the 90s were my adolescence. Will the teenagers of tomorrow think that it would’ve been so cool to live during those years? Or will the 60s and 70s still be thought of as the coolest decades of the 20th century? How old do you have to be these days to have some sense of nostalgia for the 50s even if you weren’t born then?
A question–to all virgins:
What are you waiting for?
It is an infantile superstition of the human spirit
that virginity would be thought a virtue and not the
barrier that separates ignorance from knowledge- Voltaire
I’m drowning??? and I’ve been waving for help for what seems like forever??? but I won’t be able to wave for that much longer??? and there may not be much of a point anyway??? if all everyone ever does is just wave back at me.
Oh my gosh–I think I lost my bagels!
I found them! They were behind the chips. Oopies