Jul 31 2006

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Alex sighed. “Have you ever just, suddenly, been ‘done’ with something? Like something that was your favorite thing ever, you just wake up one day and it doesn’t do anything for you?”

“Well,” said Greg, “define your terms. Are we talking about something like pet rocks or smurfs here, or a food item, or what?”

“I dunno. Say, like, Star Trek. Imagine you grew up on Star Trek and it was the greatest thing ever; you were a total trekkie when you were a kid, have copies of Spock Must Die!, The Star Fleet Technical Manual and the Star Trek Concordance, and every Mego figure ever made including the Romulan and Andorian. Then one day, just sorta Poof! you just don’t care any more. Star Trek is suddenly dead to you. Have you ever had that happen?”

“Not on that scale,” said Greg. “I mean, everyone has enthusiasms in their youth that fade over time. I was rather keen on He-Man and the Masters of the Universe once upon a time, but seeing them again as an adult sorta put the kibosh on that.”

“No, no, that’s not what I mean. I’m talking about a deeper, more profound sort of connection. Something that you make the basis of your whole sense of identity. A ‘Without this, what am I?’ kind of thing … the loss of which turns your whole psyche into a complete tabula rasa.”

Greg’s eyebrows raised. “Well, to be honest, no. Why, are you going through one of these crises yourself?”

Alex looked down at the newspaper on the table. “Well, yeah, I guess I am.”

“Can I have your Andorian, then? Those guys were the coolest!

-The Gneech

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Jul 14 2006

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Brigid stared through the rain-spattered car window at lights of shopping strips going by, as if trying to find just the right way to express her contempt for them. Finally she said, “I think I’ve figured out what irritates me the most about Treville.”

“Oh?” said Greg, in the driver’s seat.

“Yeah,” she replied. “I think what bothers me the most is that the question is never ‘Should I hit him?’ but is instead always just deciding ‘How hard?‘.”

-The Gneech

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Jul 05 2006

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“You know,” said Greg, “the more I listen to this song, the more convinced I am that they shouldn’t have included that sample from You Only Live Twice in it.”

“Why?” said Brigid. “You Only Live Twice is a cool enough song.”

“Well yes, that’s just the problem,” Greg replied. “Every time I hear the sample, all it does it bring home to me yet again how much better a song You Only Live Twice is than this one. If I’m going to hear clips from it anyway, then why not just go listen to that, instead?”

“Sort of the pop-music equivalent of groveling and chanting ‘we are not worthy’, is that it?”

“Exactly so,” said Greg, and clicked off the radio.

-The Gneech

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