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stop. my pop culture inbox is overflowing, and my outbox is collecting dust. so just stop.
shelve the latest 17 year old singing belly button diva, hold back the next half baked snl character stretched into 90 minutes of movie watching hell, tell danielle steele, michael chrichton, and dean koontz to step away from the typewriter (thank you, stephen king!).
in this ever growing mound of consumable literature, music, art, video games, web sites, etc. are some real gems i have not yet discovered. enough gems to last the rest of my existence.
i am embarrassed to admit how far behind i am...
i have not read kurt vonnegut's slaughterhouse five yet,
i have not heard captain beefheart and the magic band's trout mask replica yet,
i have not seen willem de kooning's series of paintings, Women yet,
i have not played ubi soft's riven yet,
i have not watched akira kurosawa's shichinin no samurai (the magnificent seven) yet,
i have not surfed lileks.com yet,
and you,...stop reading this ultramicroscopic drivel and rediscover the works of marcel duchamp.