With the brouhaha going on over the whole James Frey A Million Little Pieces thing, I just thought that it might behoove me to clear up something about the things I write in this blog. I’ll just say right now, right up front, that very little of what I write in this thing is true. Or at least, some of it is based on truth but that I greatly exaggerate.
The best example of this is the entry I wrote on January 23rd of this year. I’d say the only element of that entire entry that has any factual basis at all is the part where I say I have trouble finding parking around my apartment building, and even that was exaggerated. More often than not, I get lucky with a spot that’s not only very convenient, but also well shaded. I mentioned in that entry that I favor cartoons to the news, which was an outright lie. I can’t even bring myself to watch The Simpsons anymore, though that probably has more to do with the decline in its quality more than anything. The part about not liking eggs is kind of true, though I can’t say that I never eat them, as I asserted. Finally, I’ve never seen the movie Flight Plan. While I don’t feel particularly guilty about lying about it, I do feel really bad about not seeing it yet because someone I know is in it, and I hear she’s really good.
That’s an example of only one entry, and as I scroll through the rest of this blog, so many other little falsehoods and fabrications that I created in order to make my life appear more interesting than it is jump out at me. So, I have to go on record as saying that I wouldn’t call this blog a memoir. I don’t want Oprah coming after me. Think of it more like one of those books that you found in the fiction section of the bookstore, filled with so much detail far beyond the writer’s natural talent and with the unmistakable scent of self-indulgence about it, giving you the feeling that the author based the events on actual events and people in his or her own life, but didn’t feel like getting permission from all those people to use their likenesses so they just changed some names and a few details and called it made-up. Except I didn’t change any names. Mikey is real, god bless him.
Now that that’s all settled, I’m going to draw some pictures of Mohammed on a pogo stick now. Watch for those illustrations later.
Friday, February 10, 2006
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You'd better watch that lying stuff, otherwise I'll be watching you on C-SPAN in about two months, being interrogated by a Congressional committee.
Which is fine, as long as you blame it all on Michael Chertoff. Or Jack Abramoff.
pea looks cute on that tree.
she is SO outdoorsy.
wow blogs really bring people together.
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