separation of church and state
Sunday 25 February 2007 | I like a cookie
So, fine, alright, we admit it: We’ve been neglecting you. In a fit of spring cleaning, we decided to excise the daily workaday identity from this blog and give it its own space—levering out from the Dionysian the, as it were, Apollonian. It was time to face the fact that the Unnarrator deals with those aspects of life most of us don’t like to discuss in mixed bourgeois company—mental illness and medication, public assistance, hysterical paroxysms and dark unpleasant music. Whereas the person who occasionally manages to get things published and to work on other people’s websites, the person who has a driver’s license and a taxpayer ID—she needed her own URL, one she could safely print on business cards to give to strangers, not all of whom would really be that interested anyway in her nocturnal mentally interesting existence. So if you’re curious, add together my initials, my last name and .com to find a much more staid, even beige, version of who I am. While admittedly all the really interesting parts are absent from the public-persona site, you can at least find all the film reviews there, and the published poetry and translations. Poetry no one will touch with a bargepole remains happily lodged at the Un, as will the pseudonymic sex, drugs and rock’ n’ roll.
In other housekeeping business, we neglected to mention an inspiring development which took place a couple of months ago; Pixel Tamers made us one of their chosen sites, which is seriously cool, because their other sites are so elegant and engrossing—especially the Digerati Peninsula and its cinematic sister, A Screen Near You. And various readers have commented on the soothing, cozy effect of various wallpapers, all of which may be found at the home of generous and talented Squidfingers designer Travis Beckham. Maybe someday when we grow up we’ll be an amazing web dude like him.
And now we recommit ourselves to the labor of true sordid love which is the Unnarrator, and we’ll stop futzing with the CSS of our new professional version. Thank you for remaining faithless readers in the interval; we’ve planned juicy posts for this week dealing with goddesses, 10 (downloadable) songs that take risks, some photographs (finally!) from the Baja trip, and Strange Books We’ve Been Reading. If, that is, Pyewacket will stop sitting on the keyboard and trilling and glaring at us with big scary yellow eyes.
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