its not fair that the evil people in life appear more interesting than the good.

its not fair that the crappy parts of our lives get more press than the sweetness.

it sucks that the radio waves will forever be filled with victim songs of sorrow

and diary pages are loaded up with longing and sadness and fear.

the busblog has always tried to keep it positive, not because im so sticky sweet or optimistic or wonderful, its because i spent so much effort writing bitter sad scary poems that i found it a waste of time because evil begat evil.

which isnt to say that ridding myself of that bile wasnt helpful. any time you seriously can evacuate yourself from poison is a fruitful exercise, just beware of being in a constant mode of exorcism.

and it was hard. no doubt. this blog launched a month before 9/11, youre telling me it couldnt have easily developed into some negative paranoia of hate and deceit? of course it coulda. and it woulda been easy.

the lie is that easy is good. the fib is that its harder to change.

yes it would be slightly harder for me to go to the gym every day. but not that much more. this is hollywood, there could be worse places than being a single man in a hollywood gym filthy with aspiring model and actresses.

the fact that those types do nothing for me also shouldnt be a deterrent, for it would be easier for me, thus, to get my gym on.

hard is not that hard. change isnt that intense.

life isnt that long.

thats my problem with gyms. id like to live a little before i tap out. what good is spending so many hours in a gym? how come treadmills arent wired into the Grid? all the iron being pumped, wheres that energy going? thats my problem with it.

i got problems with everything. who doesnt. id love to write a book with all of them in there. then id like to burn em.

id like to drive around the country and go to book signings where afterwards we go out back and light em all on fire.

id call it bring marshmellows and it would start off with something like this is a song about a superhero named mary.