“The chief commodity a writer has to sell is his courage. And if he has none, he is more than a coward. He is a sell-out and a fink and a heretic, because writing is a holy chore.” –Harlan Ellison
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Title says it. Hope this new year doesn’t suck as bad as this year, or the previous eight.
Be careful on amateur night, and remember if you must drink and drive, you must be an idiot. Or worse.
“They tried to get me to hate white people, but some one would always come along & spoil it”-Thelonius Monk
The reports are dripping in slowly, but it appears the “Kim got hit by an ice cream truck and all I got was this fundraiser” was an unmitigated success. Or something similar. Reports are still sketchy, but there was a lot of fun and some money made and Kim herself. I personally want to thank everyone on Kim’s behalf for all the love and all the effort they put into this. And if you found a back pack with some table clothy material in it that was lost during the event, please tell so i can go back to puking.
Fundraiser!
An Ice Cream Less Social and Benefit for Kim Assalay
Kim was hit and dragged by an ice cream truck, which tore her heel off. She needs your help to keep a roof over her head and food and on her plate while she convalesces. So come on out for an all star benefit–you know you’d want one if you got hit by a truck…
Sunday December 2nd at the Skylark (SE corner of Halsted at Cermak, Pilsen, Chicago, Il)
Door Prizes!
Silent Auction!
Bands!
DJ!
(and Secret Stars!)
Starts early, 7pm SHARP!
Come on by bring your donations and help give Kim a Leg to stand on!
More info at: Fundraiser For Kim
Feel free to repost this bulletin!!!
It’s that time of year.
Thanksgiving.
It’s the time of year when it’s ok to be maudlin and sentimental, when kicking back and getting all introspective is mandated by law. When being thankful is a government dictated holiday. Oddly enough, me and the gov are in accord. I love thanksgiving, i inherited that from my maternal grandfather, as I’ve posted numerous other times.
I’m thankful for everything, like breathing. And backpacks. And friends. Especially friends.
Each and every one of you.
So with that in mind, I just thought I’d post a little sentimental something, and let you all know how thankful I am that we’re friends. And how much I’ll never forget that night we had in Poughkeepsie. Oh shit, wait a minute, it was a quick trip to Walgreen’s for Benedryl, but it was AWESOME!
I really am thankful for each and everyone of you.
