The past

Reading old Skippystalin posts is something I just can't reccomend enough. All those years that I went without an Enjoy Every Sandwich archive seem so far away now. It's like a lost era, like that "time of chaos" narrative at the beginning of The Road Warrior. One of the interesting things you learn is which news outlets keep their 3 year old links good valid and which ones don't. The Aftenposten link in that article brought up the original article while the Houston times, chronicle, or whatever the fuck brought up nothing. The point is, you learn a lot when you read old Skippystalin posts.

You also avoid that situation where your own happiness is tied to the news cycle. I'm sure everybody out there knows that feeling of dread and dismay that grips you when you go a whole month without any update from Skippy on the adventures of Lindsay or an ode to one of his new loves. You know how you wake up thinking "Fuck!! It's been weeks since Skippy fell in love and blogged it!". And then you spend the next several days frantically guzzling whiskey to dull the pins and needles anticipation of that glorious day when the dry spell is finally over. I'm sure I'm not the only one doing that, although I am mildly disturbed by the fact that I seem to be the only one who has a blog devoted to it. That just goes to show how fucked society is. These natural human feelings are devalued and mocked and people are embarrassed to share them with the rest of the world, like it's something to be ashamed of.

So dig through these archives and pray to the Spaghetti Monster or whatever else for the day when Skippy finally gets a column in an alt-weekly somewhere, because that day will surely lead to an eventual book deal and the end of this time of chaos and despair that we must all slog through.