Hello, my name is Judas Gutenberg and this is my blaag (pronounced as you would the vomit noise "hyroop-bleuach").
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Saturday, December 28 1996 At the Rising Sun Bakery I painted the reverse side of the sign, waited for that layer to dry, and then painted another layer. And then another...three layers was...looking good...Jen Fariello was working the counter, but by the time I was done painting it was the end of her shift, so she and I went back to her place because she has a Microtek scanner for her Macintosh and she needs someone to get it going. She wants some graphic input, see.
So I struggled with her Macintosh, which is a very capable AV machine with video inputs. It's the sort of box you could base a nice little publishing company around. Unfortunately, her Netscape was acting up and so getting the free scanner drivers from Microtek wasn't easy. And Microtek's FTP server was flaky. And then the drivers I did get didn't even work. Must be a SCSI (scuzzy) problem, thought I. So I gave up. But I did install Netscape 3.0X on her machine and we had a go at starting a free web page at Tripod. During all of this we also shared a sixteen ounce can of Guiness which features a special patented plastic head-giving device at the bottom. She went on to show me a Christmas present she'd received from her father's girlfriend, a coffee table book of black and white erotic photographs.
It was almost five pm before I finally left, so I was very tired. At almost 1am I was amazed to realize I'd slept until it was time to return to work.
Interestingly, this civic feeling, which I first noticed this summer, has not caused me to become more restrained intellectually. If anything, I feel more free to say what I want. I don't even worry about freaking out my close friends anymore. In knowing that I now feel more free. Quieted are my fears that an emerging sense of community spirit is an early manifestation of the onset of a post-youth sell out.
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