One man puzzled:
“I do not know whether to be encouraged over intellectuals’ growing use of
fictional characters’ ideas to bolster important philosophical points,
or be crushed and dumbfounded.
Whichever is the proper response will show either them or me to be
behind the times.”
 
 

Life prodded one man: “Shilling is not a laid-back activity.”
 
 

The thought appeared in one man's consciousness:
“Am I coming-apart before my very eyes?!”
And his partner chimed in:
    “Better yours than someone else’s.”
“For once old chum  –   you be wrong.”
    “Hah!  –   what d’you mean: for once!”
Then suddenly listening to all-of-this-cum-his-self the man said:
“It is true  –  I am coming completely apart.”
Moral: A delayed reaction is better than no delayed at all.
 
 

In the city there are two things men can discuss:
their self or what others have said about them.
     (“God!   I love this place!”)
 
 

 An e-mail just came in:
“Can’t help noting that people-talking-about-their-self gets pretty rough treatment
at your hands, so tell me this: how do you explain the fact that men never speak so spontaneously passionate as when talking about themselves?
Huh?  –  answer me that!
Yours (Sans Any Sham Humility)” etc.
 
 

Sometimes, in what he would somehow think of as an attempt to cleanse-his-mental-palette, one man would turn on his television set, CD player,
the three radios he had in the room and his police scanner,
all at the same time as he would walk in circles trying to stop thought.
 
 

If man is not individually consciousness, is there a substitute for consciousness?  –   yes!  –   talk.
 
 

Opines one fellow:
“A favored idea without hand gestures
is like salad dressing without a sicillian road map.”
 
 

When hormones are upset and want neurons to manifest it,
they don’t care what verbal pretext neurons use.
 
 

First thing upon opening his eyes every morning one man says:
“So! --  nap time again, eh?!”
 
 

One man said to life:
“I note that being laid-back is not the proper approach to shilling.”
 
 

Another email just arrived:
“I too object to your assaults on fiction, after all, it is nothing less than the consciousness of man attempting, via words, to make some sense of the non-sense,
the chaos, the mystery and confusion that is the very nature of life!  --  and of course failing  --  but:  What the hell! --  what d'ya want out of man anyway!
Sincerely,” and so on.
 
 

No need to be upset if the satire of a thing overtakes and becomes the reality
of the thing   --  this just evidences either a strong satire, or a weak thing.
 
 

Some Savvy Show Biz Advice.
A veteran performer told a new comer to the live program:
“If something goes wrong, don’t apologize for it –  make fun of it.”
(And the Director immediately got on the studio’s intercom to announce that
no one else on the set should heed this suggestion.)
 
 

After some reading in evolutionary biology,
one guy pondered the ponderousness of it all: “Just think:
Men of even greater stupidity than we walked the earth before us!  –  think about it!”
 
 

To be alive and conscious is to shill.
 
 

In Re Indigestion.
Never blame your intestines for what your stomach did;
never blame your stomach for what your mouth did;
never blame your mouth for what your eyes did,
and never blame your eyes for what your brain did, and of course: never  –  EVER blame your poor-widdle-brain for ANYTHING!                   (There, there, little brain.)
 
 

You can test if your ordinary consciousness is working okay by asking yourself:
Do I still enjoy hearing people say what they like about me?
 
 

Stage-presence is very important  –   if no one wants you on their stage.
 
 

Consciousness spawns technology; technology solves problems;
consciousness spawns culture; culture creates problems;
all solvable problems are physical; all intangible ones are insolvable;
consciousness and talk are operationally synonymous.
All insolvable problems arise from talk  –  what else need the certain man realize!?
 
 

Never while explaining the details of a crime to a petite kosher detective
inadvertently say, circumcisions for, circumstances.

Never forget that if you ask a close friend to correct-you-when-you-need-it  –
they will never fail to do so     (this also holds true for complete strangers).

Never run the risk of claiming that you have-the-answer,
but you’re safe in insisting that yours is the ultimate question.

Never, no matter how pressing it may seem, let the problem of the idee fixe
totally consume your attention.

Never wax-your-thighs during an electrical storm.

Never fear-the-unknown –   but hold on to your hat if the KNOWN shows up!

Never stick-around if you don’t feel-at-home  –   even if you are home.

Never sensually offer to braid the hairs on the back of someone you just met.

Never get carried away and stick-around  just because someone casually says:
“Stick around.”

Never fear: Your duty to die is but once required,
(what you have to watch out for are the multiple opportunities to be stupid).

Never spring for the expense of having your Rolex tuned-up
if you’re going to be hanging out with people who are fervent in their belief that all-things-come-to-those-who-wait     (etc. etc. etc.  –  tick, tick, tick).

Never expect explosive-joy to follow the obnoxious agreeing with your ideas.

Never at a swank dinner allow them to seat you next to a person who might
actually eat their parsley.

Never bother trying to pass off your tuba to a flight attendant as carry-on-luggage.

Never forget how few people of the people willing to discuss some serious matter
with you have ever given it any thought at all.

Never fail to salute the ugly, after all: if they get ahead it will be on merit.