Pax Nortona – A Blog by Joel Sax
From the Land of the Lost Blunderbuss
Month: February 2003
An Extraction Under Conscious Sedation
Posted on February 19, 2003 in Dentition
The drugs they used to sedate me prevented me from accumulating the complete set of folders from which my memory could draw to write about what they did later.
American Police State
Posted on February 18, 2003 in Human Rights Justice Pointers
I thought I would do some pointers to other blogs and news articles that should give all Americans the chills.
Oral Surgery 3
Posted on February 18, 2003 in Dentition
The tooth is pulled, and Joel is home, doped up, and upstairs watching a video. All went as expected. More later.
This is My Country — Get Used to It!
Posted on February 18, 2003 in Crosstalk Peace
….there are a lot of people who have been taking cheap shots at those of us who love our nation like some people love their alcoholic spouses: we don’t want it to destroy itself on this power-tripping drug called militarism.
Comics into Movies
Posted on February 18, 2003 in Writing
Some writers feel threatened by the phenomenon. It’s the old “I won’t get my rightful cut of the pie” syndrome. (I don’t expect my rightful cut, but I keep writing anyways.)
Dreams
Posted on February 18, 2003 in Dreams
- I’m riding in a car with Tom Cruise who is angry with me. He says that my cel phone is interfering with some function of his car. He has me move it up to an indicator light on the strangely featureless dash. It glows. I turn it off. He says something about my camera also causing interference. Gleefully, I begin pulling out electronic equipment and checking to see if it affects the light.
- I spit repeatedly in Strom Thurmond’s face, yelling at him for all the times he endorsed spitting on poor people in this country. He whimpers and loses his teeth.
- From a few days ago: I have a job at a company whose president insists on using a bizarre variety of computer which relies on the insertion of cartridges to operate. It seems that I am the only one who dares to even attempt to learn how to operate the beast. The president is estatic. I go outside with some other employees who complain that in just nine days time I have become his favorite. I walk out to the edge of the company property, a rural road, and look both ways down the shaded lane.
- A day or so later: I am lost inside the company building. The director of personnel sits at her computer, offering me no assistance.
A Writer on Writing
Posted on February 18, 2003 in Writing
I went to a lecture by a writer on how to bring real life into one’s writing.
Another Thought on Sanity Check
Posted on February 18, 2003 in Writing Groups
The art comes first. Critics who can’t accept the fact that time is a continuum and change rules should get out of the business.
Oral Surgery
Posted on February 17, 2003 in Dentition
I am resigning myself to this: that every so often, for the rest of my life, I am going to suffer one of these procedures.
President’s Day
Posted on February 17, 2003 in Festivals
On this day, Americans honor their legitimately elected presidents.
Forty Fives
Posted on February 15, 2003 in Milestones
But the forty five I remember the best were the records.
