So I get this “comment” the other day, and I’m not really sure what to think about it. I mean, in the grand scheme of things, it’s entirely possible that the “real” DJ Shadow happened upon this page and decided to post a comment using an email address he acquired from a free service. Not probable, but possible. Assuming this is one of those spam comments attempting to get free access to my pages, it’s actually kind of impressive. Usually the spam is from a Russian domain, with either a sputtering of nonsense, generic platitudes (“this good site. i like read it.” or something), or a pricelist for generic drugs. In other words, 100% obvious. This one, however, is a bit deceptive.

DJ Shadow

you are so bukowski
without the drink.
you are the spirit of bukowski
without the stink.

Mar 16, 2:42 PM

A quick search doesn’t give me any info on the rhymes. Perhaps they are meaningful to someone else out there. It doesn’t really matter.

For quite a while, I’ve really wanted to read Bukowski. Several people who I like have declared Bukowski one of their favorite authors. When people I like, like something, I automatically want to know more about it. Not necessarily so I can like it, too, but to gain some additional insight into the minds of those people. So far, I haven’t read anything. I tried watching a documentary about the author, including plenty of archival footage of the man himself. But after about 30 minutes, I was bored to death. Maybe, just maybe, I’ll read one of his books before too much more time passes. Maybe.

I finally finished reading Blindness earlier this week. I started reading it on 28 Jan. The last 30 pages took FOREVER. By that time there were no more startling revelations, just preparation for a conclusion. I nearly stopped reading it, but I really couldn’t guess how it was going to end. Actually, I did guess that everyone was going to die – not within the time frame of the book, but that the last pages would essentially declare that soon after one has stopped reading their story all the characters would be dead. (if that makes sense) Initially, upon finally reading the last word, I was disappointed in the ending. It seemed meaningless and incongruous to all that had lead up to that moment. The next morning, when I was discussing with myself why it was meaningless, it all of a sudden had loads of meaning. Well, perhaps not loads, but still, more than none. Now I can watch the movie, eventually. At least that won’t take two months.