Homage

"There truly is a Method to His Madness, you know."

"Yes, yes, I'm aware of that. It's that his motto is Always Write, and Bomit, half the time his posts have the courage and soul of good street Graffiti. Graffiti writen by some Chairborne Stranger or maybe even a Defective Yeti."

"I'm not sure, but it can be disturbing. I'm hoping Dr. Jayne 2 B lends an academic point of view. "

"True. She does seem to hold a good sense of balance driven, in part, by the "Everything's Relative" philosopy."

"Nice observation. Come on, sit down. Have a Cuppa with this Industry Whore."

"Listen Id love a stiff drink but, I'm Not a Girl, Not Yet a Wino, you know what I mean?"

"True, but after our last outing last Friday night, you had no trouble with the Kiss & Blog. You wrote about your escapades so vividly. Have you been visiting Language Log?"

"No, not at all. I've just been thinking... you know... reflecting. That's how it is for a girl with a Life in Forsyth. The kind of life that never truly wears it off, but just smears your Lip Schtick. By the way, is it smeared right now?"

"No Pasa Nada, my friend. You look good. Everything's in place. Right as Rain, because you comply and follow THE motto, don't you? Obey."

"Yeah, I know that social virus. What do you say we hit the Pie-N-Monkey for martini's and dessert? And you know what they say, Whatever Happens at Pie-N-Monkey, stays at Pie-N-Monkey."

"Either that or you end up sending a card to PostSecret, complete with a photo of your Sinister Bedfellows which may or may not include that hot hipster you know and love."

"Who? The Assimilated Negro?"

"Duh. Yeah, isn't that just The Blinding Glare of the Obvious?"

"Oh, Shit... Here goes The Daily Rant..."

"No rant. I'm going to chill with The Daly Blog and get a dose of some Visual Narcotics."

"ummm... yeah. Yummy."