We all know I don’t have an editor, otherwise there would probably be a lot fewer 9+ page posts! That being said, I need to focus more of my energy towards my book projects and so the posts will probably be much shorter for awhile–maybe a page at most–with once a week me posting a multi-page entry. That’s the plan but as they say, the way to make God laugh is to tell Her your plans, unless “they” are one of the misogynist religions which amounts to just about every one, in which case the only “her” to play a significant role would be the one whose vagina acted as an entry way for the Lord and Savior, peace be upon him.
This will be difficult for me, not just because I have dexterial diarrhea with my typing fingers but also because EVERY day there are so many incidences and situations and experiences I find myself immersed in that either make me self-reflect or are just so friggin’ amusing and, unlike my underwear, I like to keep it fresh.
I am not like James Rado, the living author of the musical “Hair” planning to spend the rest of my life revamping my one hit with changes like, “Instead of ‘Dude, cut that out,’ change it to ‘Cut that out, dude.’ Yeah, I like that,” or Bob Dylan who should have pulled a Curt Cobain after the 60s, resulting in us leaving flowers daily on his Central Park memorial entitled “The Times They Are A’ Changin’” instead of continuing to write garbage after God told him, “Alright, I’ve given you enough access to the cookie jar!” and going down in history as a burned-out hippie who once wrote a good song or two.
I so look forward to sharing with you the books! I have a publisher and a photographer and all I really need is a couple boxes of Ritalin so I can stop getting so distracted and keep focused on planning a school shooting. Like all my pieces, they will be perverted, disgusting, offensive, insulting to Christianity and, on occasion, insightful 
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Love & Doggy Sex, (and by that I don’t mean bestiality–well, I do but for legal reasons let’s just pretend that I mean one partner on their hands and knees and the other plowing them from behind!)
Swami X