A couple of thoughts from this morning

1. When a job posting says that they're looking for a "Rock Star" whatever, do they really want someone who keeps irregular hours, associates with dubious cohorts, suffers from some sort of mania, has an issue with dependency, and is generally unreliable?

2. When I read an author bio (surely penned by the author) that says that he's a mix of Bill Hicks, Bukowski, Henry Miller, and Eddie Izzard, I can't help but think that's also the recipe for world-class literary shit stew.


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