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Raison
d'être de le Château de Merde
Or: Lame justification for bandwidth hoggery
Without any real influence from me, I
have somehow found myself, in my mid-twenties, living in a place
that I actually thought would have been cool as far back as 9th
grade or so. Granted, I'm not a rock star (yet). In
fact, I'm not famous in any conceivable way, nor am I
infamous in any particular way, which was for many years my
contingency plan should legitimate fame prove to difficult or
too mundane. But I have managed to insinuate myself into a
living situation which is perfect for me, at this time, and is
cool enough that I feel it needs to be recorded, however
dubiously or temporarily.
I have managed to avoid
disappearing into a career that consumes my life and my soul.
I have avoided the trappings of ostensibly desirable, but
ultimately stifling, suburban existence. I have not lost
my youth to an unplanned pregnancy and subsequent arrival of
reluctant parenthood. I have not lost - completely - the
sense of community I once shared with my closest friends, a
casual intimacy that somehow transcended even familial
relationships. I can still drink like a fucking tank.
That's why I like living here,
in this little fantasyland.
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