Sinfest

=== 3/10/02 ===

They say honesty is the best policy. Happiness is the best revenge. Imitation is the sincerest form of flattery. And laughter is the best medicine. They say ignorance is bliss. Knowledge is power. Necessity is the mother of invention. And all the world is a stage. Or a banquet. Or an illusion. Or whatever you make of it. They say you can't fight City Hall. They say every man has his price. Money talks. Sex sells. Power corrupts. Truth hurts. Psychiatry kills. And Time heals all wounds. They say it's a dog-eat-dog world. The early bird gets the worm. The grass is always greener on the other side. And when I was your age I had to walk to school in the snow uphill both ways... So remember to stop and smell the roses. For today is the first day of the rest of your life. And don't you worry about what they say.

:-T.

=== 3-17-02 ===

''On imitation.'' "Imitation is suicide," wrote Emerson. And I totally agree. Ain't no point in biting someone else's style. You gotta find your own voice, do your own thing, dance to the beat of your own drum. Then again, modeling yourself after your hero is part of growing up. Take me, for instance. Back in my junior high school days I used to sport a bitchin' mullet afro like the guy in Hall and Oats. I also had a tremendous collection of pastel T-shirts with slogans like "Radical!" and "This Is Your Brain On Drugs." I had my L.A. Gear sneaks, my Sanyo boombox, my water resistant Swatch (with bendable Swatchguard), and I rocked out the to the musical stylings of Deep Purple. Obviously, I had it goin' on. But I'm past all that now--wiser, more mature, no longer swayed by such silly trends. I have my own unique style now. I got my cornrows, my tats, my ice. Cruising the west side in my suped up Kia. I just gotta be me, yo.

:-T.