New Management.

It goes on, People.


 Days are like weeks with no dates or names. Certain patterns have settled. Personal worlds are small. I really have no sense of what is going on ten miles from my house let alone what is really going on across the country or around the world. Not that I ever really did. 
 
I know its been a horrendously difficult time for many people. Do we get out of this? I don’t know.

 I’m not as totally freaked out as I have been but that could just be because I am writing this early in the day. I just woke up. 
 
I’m going to drive around today. Assess. There’s a lot of people near where I live collecting donations for Armenia. I should know what is going on there. Should do some research. I should know what is going on in my city as well. So many people up against devastating odds. Washed out. 
 
The mediated reality clings to what it used to be and all I can say about the current state of daily entertainment is that it is an honest reflection of the life many of us are living. At home. Raw. Vulnerable. Human-seeming without the trappings of the song and dance and fashion. People are getting better at manufacturing their own song and dance businesses from home. 
 
Song and dance won’t save us. It’s losing its ability to even distract us. We dig into the always-all-there history of art and entertainment for our nostalgia fixes. What happens when there’s no more nostalgia to eat?
 
The country is desperately in need of new management. I hope we can make that happen. 
 
My grief has eased into a sadness that is lingering deep in me and probably will for the rest of my life. I miss Lynn. I don’t know if I have another love in me, really. How many do you get in a life? Broken hearts? How many do you get to break in a life? Hearts. It takes its toll. 
 
Wayne Coyne from the Flaming Lips was in town and wanted to come over and talk. He was on a long time ago but I thought, why not? I like him. He’s an odd sort and he was willing to hang in person. Balls. So, that’s today’s talk. Not unlike Wayne, my old friend Lewis Black has a thing happening and wanted to talk. He’s been on a couple times and I always like talking to him so he’s on again. That’s Thursday. Great talks. 

 
Enjoy!
 
Boomer, Monkey and LaFonda live!

Love,
Maron