“All procrastinators put off things they have to do. Structured procrastination is the art of making this bad trait work for you. The key idea is that procrastinating does not mean doing absolutely nothing. Procrastinators seldom do absolutely nothing; they do marginally useful things, like gardening or sharpening pencils or making a diagram of how they will reorganize their files when they get around to it. Why does the procrastinator do these things? Because they are a way of not doing something more important. If all the procrastinator had left to do was to sharpen some pencils, no force on earth could get him do it. However, the procrastinator can be motivated to do difficult, timely and important tasks, as long as these tasks are a way of not doing something more important.”
“To escape Attack Of The Pussy, my boys and our wives filled our bellies with Himalayan food (ever had a sherpa taco?) and went to see a Cirque Du Soliel performance called LOVE at The Mirage, which was without doubt the most incredible thing I’ve seen since the birth of my children. Set to the music of The Beatles, the Cirque performers come to life in ways only someone with a lengthy history of heavy drug use could conjure. What they did to Lucy In The Sky and Revolution alone were worth the price of admission, and if you’re anywhere near Las Vegas I demand that you back away from the diseased prostitute and get to The Mirage to see it.”—
DadGoneMad BREAKING NEWS: There’s more to life than pussy.
“It wasn’t supposed to be this way. You weren’t supposed to be graduating into an America fighting a misbegotten war in a foreign land. You weren’t supposed to be graduating into a world where we are still fighting for fundamental human rights, whether it’s the rights of immigrants to start a new life, or the rights of gays to marry, or the rights of women to choose. You weren’t supposed to be graduating into a world where oil still drove policy and environmentalists have to fight relentlessly for every gain. You weren’t. But you are. And for that, I’m sorry.”— From New York Times Publisher Arthur Sulzberger, Jr.’s May 21 graduation address at the State University of New York at New Paltz, shown on C-SPAN May 27.