I’ve never stolen anything in my life. Well, a few street signs, but that is vandalizing, not steailing. I mean taking someone’s bike or stuffing some candy into your pocket in the corner store. That is wrong because you are specifically harming the owner.
Now, where does stealing cable fall in that scheme? Two years ago I settled on the fact that if Time-Warner was dumb enought to pipe it into my living room without billing me, it wasn’t stealing. Ever since I moved into my place I’ve had premium cable for free. Until yesterday. The bastards finally caught up with me.
Without cable, my writing productivity has shot up through the roof, but there is an empty feeling. I grew up outside of town in place where cable TV was not available and those little dishes hadn’t been invented yet. It sucked. I had to mooch MTV of my friends in town. When I finally got cable in college, I decided I would never be without ESPN again. The folks you meet who conciously choose to go without? They suck.
IMPORTANT UPDATE FROM MARTY Z: Jesus forgives me.
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Site of the Day: Free beer if you register to vote. Or read some quotes from Hunter S. Thompson. The ones from September 12, 2001 are exceptionally prescient for a man often written off as gonzo.
ATTENTION: I’m doing a reading this Monday.
BEYOND WORDS: STORIES ON STAGE
***11th ANNIVERSARY SEASON***
“BEST LIVE READING & PERFORMANCE SERIES”–NY PRESS, 2003
NEW LOCATION: 30 VANDAM
[located @ 30 Vandam St. btw Ave of the Americas & Varick]
Monday, JUNE 21st, 7 & 9pm, Cost $10
FAKING IT: STORIES ABOUT DISSEMBLING &
ITS UNEXPECTED CONSEQUENCES