2002.1114.0745

the next 60 day obsession

my girlfriend periodicity was 18 months. i think this was a good thing. my lover periodicity was about 60 days. this was about as much as i could stand the kind of neurotic bimbos who actually had erotic skills. and so i would alternate with various juggling mishaps in the 60 day interim between [more] serious women. don't get me started about good girls and bad girls. in america it's true. how do i know? i have experience with 31 whole women, a fine representative sample. well, ok 3 of them weren't american.

now that i am flypaperly married (there's got to be a lot of underutilized adverbs for matrimonial gerund phrases), i don't get to obsess over women in the previously healthy way that i did. now i must pay closer attention to media entertainments like the resignation of harvey pitt. cnbc has gone way overboard, there has got to be a juicy story in there somewhere. but i like harvey just like i like moe greene. same lynching, different day. but the media entertainment that i can tell, like the dreamy dizzy curve of liana clarke, is drawing me into obsession is called 'metal gear solid 2: sons of liberty'.

i was, yes, one of those bony kids with a flourescent t-shirt that declared me a pinball wizard. i didn't actually win it at the santa monica pier, but that's not the point. i have such powers of concentration and bullheaded determination that it is often confused with obsession. i use the word obsession because it's interesting without being psychobabblish, but honestly i do apply these powers with un-puritanical discretion. so i find no shame in excelling in such arcana for sixty evenings at a stretch.

'the brits eat stuff that i wouldn't run over with my car' -- mark haines.