there's a candy in front of my nose and i'm chasing it

Lazy metaphors, Agh! What are they good for?

What is this thing? This movement was started without a manifesto and what started with such gusto! spasmodic enthusiasm! is splitting into a thousand different directions and it's hard to tell which one makes sense and which one doesn't. Diary type deals check. Musings check. Takes on music and movies check. Wannabe Sedaris entries check. Coherence no check. Direction no check. I suppose it might be artsy and ironic for the hallmark here to be random, sporadic, attention-deficit-disordered entries about anything that comes to mind, but it'd be helplessly optimistic to expect an audience to put up with the far flung disparate thoughts that cross the crosshairs of my herky jerky mind. A direction is sought Captain Jack Sparrow demands a compass that points north where are you Keira Knightley to be my muse?