Re: For the Matt that LOVES when I post to him...

john v. omlor (omlor@packet.net)
Thu, 12 Nov 1998 12:51:22 -0500

Awww man,

Sometimes the net is just like channel surfing in the afternoon.  You
suddenly land on an especially juicy moment on a soap but it's one you
don't watch and you don't know what they are yelling and crying and turning
angrily away about but it makes you watch and wonder anyway.  I was out of
touch (getting this machine tweaked) and missed the set-up to Erin's
"Darling Matt" and now I read only the parting scene and feel like I need
to check my tv guide (or at least Tim's archives) for the possibility of
catching a re-run.

Well, maybe Springer's on another channel -- I hear next week that he's
going to have Joyce and J.D. on and there'll be the lit. world equivalent
of trailer park rebukes and recriminations and maybe even a little hair
pulling and Joyce will tell J.D. to talk to the hand as her head moves
strangely from side to side and host Jerry will surprise them all by
bringing out Wallace Shawn to reveal another shocking secret and...

Anyway, it's nice to be reading you all as Elvis C. sings Burt Bacharach in
the background and the sun shines sharply and the air is fresh and warm on
the Gulf Coast of Florida and I get ready to teach Lacan tomorrow and to
enjoy a birthday weekend (by the way, I happened to meet the aforementioned
Gary Taylor for the first time this past weekend at the SAMLA conference in
Atlanta -- my signficant other is a rather active Shakespearian scholar who
wishes to remain anonymous around these parts but who was reading on a
panel with him -- and then sure enough, just like that, his name turns up
on this list just a few days later.  It seems those blasted little
stereotyped dolls from around the small world were right after all).

So now the machine is working well and I'm getting the bananafish words
again and all is well and I hope that no one feels compelled to go away too
mad or to remain that way for very long.  Remember, "It's a sad and
beautiful world, Jack."

--John

"A letter can always not arrive at its destination."  -- the other J.D.