Living a Life of Leisure is a Full-Time Job

When I first started this blog it was because I was writing a book, and I thought I should have some more search engine results than my high school softball statistics. The book was called “F!!k This Noise,” and it was about my experiences in/opinions on the music business. It turns out it was just “The Future of Music” with more name-dropping. The blog was supposed to be some kind of online portfolio that would help me network, publish, etc, but I discovered you can do all those things (and not do them) without the help of the interwebs. I got bored with the subject matter, especially after I realized most of what I had to say had already been said better and more concisely somewhere else, and the project never really took off after I turned it in as my senior thesis-thingie. So I gave up for a while and decided to stay in school.

Law school sucks, and you should not graduate from a school like NYU (and especially from a “is this really considered college?” program like The Clive Davis Department) and go right into one, no matter how much money they throw at you. It’s like going from Disneyland to Rikers. Only prison does not require liver damage to survive.

So now I work at home in my pajamas, and while I’m poor and probably getting carpal tunnel, I’m also writing stuff I don’t hate for the first time in a long while. Living this way-- broke, happy, and without a single realistic long-term goal-- has inspired a new project, based on people I’ve met and befriended in the last five years who manage under and un employment with style.

I’m declaring it now so that there is an official record of this brilliant idea and no one can steal it-- perhaps I’m paranoid because I stole it myself, but with permission.
The new book is:

“Living a Life of Leisure is A Full-Time Job”

(When Googling that in quotes there are zero results as of 9/9/09, so at least I know if you steal it, you stole it from me. fucker.)

Right now it is 12 characters that, in one way or another, manage interesting and/or fabulous lifestyles by unorthodox means. I won’t go into specifics because I am very self conscious and not quite there yet, but it takes a special kind of human to survive completely on personality and charm, and I think you will love them as much as I do.

Hopefully I will get some or all of it done while the recession still makes it seem timely, and someone somewhere will give me money, so I can pay for the premium cable television I so dearly love.

I will also, hopefully, not wait another two years to share more of my genius and wit with the 10 people who are apt to read this. There is something about the bite of autumn that always gets me going after a lazy summer, and I’m all jazzed up about this one.