Tuesday, September 24, 2002
ABC or one of those networks aired a new sit-com, "8 rules for dating my teenage daughter." Before its debut, the network (as networks do) advertised this program with enticing selections from its first episode, one of which featured a daughter wearing hip-huggers and a thong riding her toned, tan, waist.
38 million viewers later "8 rules . . ." is the number one comedy on television.
And so, As lusting sheep feed on spoiled weeds the evil one collects orgasms.
- kimmel
5:46 PM
Monday, September 23, 2002
A Confession
Count your lucky, twinkling stars that depression--mental illness--an inability to perform at the level considered rational doesn’t affect those of you that it doesn’t affect. What I mean is: If you don’t suffer from mental illness you better be so fuckin’ grateful. I’ve avoided for years now this reality of mine. And even more so avoided sharing news of this robber, this thief, this maelstrom of melancholy with you--the unknown.
Alas, with the scourge or reality based TV and the like who can help but avoid purging one's truth to our addictively voyeuristic public. All I’m saying is: those of you who are capable of leaving your home without angst, who are capable of fulfilling your desires by taking action without murderous anxiety, those of you who wake up and say, “gee I’m glad to be alive,” or some degree of the sort, well, holy shit you better be thankful. For you don’t know what a gift a stable mind is.
And so I rant and complain. And I care not for psychology or any other sort of babble. They don’t pay me for my madness so it must be useless. And I don’t care if that’s negative. For I embrace the negative. Negative be my name. So go ahead lucky ones enjoy your day. Enjoy it for me who longs for the end. Enjoy the day for its naivety--for its denial. I will tread no more with the folly of hope for anything different than this.
update 4-10-04 i don't have mental illness. i suppose i was a little down when writing this. i've since discovered that there is no such thing as mental illness.
- kimmel
4:44 PM
Thursday, September 12, 2002
I'm certain of it. I'm certain that the dead walk right here with us," Davis said to Gillian who escaped her husband's humor by staring into the genius' eyes.
- kimmel
9:33 PM
Wednesday, September 04, 2002
"I'm with the angels now. I'm not scared. I'm not worried. I'm not here." Davis said.
"Welcome to heaven," Jaime said shining like tinfoil.
"Big deal."
"Exactly."
- kimmel
3:49 PM
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