the word of the day is "potlatch"... http://dictionary.reference.com/browse/potlatch
currently writing a review of what might have been a dull doc on Yao Ming, an athlete I know nothing about who plays in a sport I care little for. It's enough to get a guy going, though. It seems a career as a writer is a real possibility for me, but I have got to pay my dues. I think film criticism will be a good start. Literature, too, but keep at it day in and day out.
I feel pushed around by unpleasant obligations and feel this is my own fault. Really, I am just not suited for American culture - I prefer living abroad and will most certainly become an expat. Too much violence, and not just physical, criminal violence, but violent gesture and violent intentions underlying much of our activity. I realize this exists everywhere and is part of the human animal, but that it is more apparent to me here on my native soil is undeniable. I suppose I am learning to cope.
back to my yao essay...
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