I didn’t enter any posts for the MWC.
Sure, I thought about it. $60,000 is no joke. But I knew that afterwards, I would have felt wrong, or used, or dirty.
And now I’m glad I didn’t enter — because it turns out I was right all along.
Last Saturday, Owen Wilson introduced musical guest Kacey Musgraves on Saturday Night Live.
Her performance of “Justified” began in near darkness with only a silhouette of the singer seated with her guitar.
But as the stage lights came up, everyone had the same question:
Is she naked? Like, totally naked?
I want to try something new — that involves something old.
You see, I’m closing in on 3,000 followers! So first of all, THANK YOU! I appreciate each follow, clap, and comment.
But this milestone reminds me that many of my earliest posts didn’t exactly set Meaty-um on fire.
Recently, Rolling Stone released its latest list of the 500 Greatest Songs of All Time.
In brief, they fucked up. Massively.
It’s a terrible list that they should be ashamed of publishing. Most of that is down to their methodology, which — to say the least — is flawed.
In 1947, science fiction author Robert Heinlein penned his famous ‘5 Rules of Writing’:
1. You must write.
2. You must finish what you start.
3. You must refrain from rewriting except to editorial order.
4. You must put it on the market.
As I drove back home from the beach last weekend, I took in the scenery: countless green trees, a bright yellow convertible, the pure blue sky.
It got me thinking about colors and music.
They’re two of those subjective experiences that are hard — if not impossible — to explain.
I’m going to do something radical. Something rebellious. Something so revolutionary, it will come as a shock to many around here.
I — a Top 1,000 Writer — am going to help other writers on this site. And I’m not even going to try to sell anything in the process.
You might not remember Blues Traveler. Hell, you may have never known about them in the first place.
Folks, we have a problem.
Just look at this…
You see, it’s clear to me that some of you don’t know how to properly cut your grapefruit, let alone how to divide it into segments. And, therefore I have no doubt that you’re eating it wrong.
And it’s not just…