Why, right here, of course! But only for a moment — and only to wish you all a happy and safe New Year!
When you next hear from me, I should have the first draft of a novel(la) done, the subject of which is either intentionalism and the manipulation of interpretation brought about by its denial or dismissal as the de facto state of being for speech acts; or else Jesus tacos.
Depends on who you ask.
Wish me luck!
Good Luck! and Happy New Year!
Work some Pico de Judas in there and I’ll take 3! Happy Gnu Year!
Good Luck, Jeff! Best wishes for the New Year. May you find success in 2009 doing what you so obviously love. And thanks again for a great year at PW.
Happy New Year, boss!!
Woohoo, you’re writing! Awesome, best of luck and I so look forward to crossing your palm with filthy lucre for the privilege of reading it.
Jesus tacos? You’re writing a cookbook? Well, I can’t deny that it made folks like Emeril and Racheal Ray a ton of cash!
Seriously though, Happy New Year! Many happy returns to you and yours. Best of luck in all you undertake in the new year.
And a hearty Happy New Year! to all the PWers too
Glad to wish you good luck, so, mazel tov, bonne chance, viel glück, and right along with ’em Happy New Year!
Happy New Year, Jeff. That is fantastic about the novel(a). Good luck! I can’t wait to read it.
And Happy New Year to all you other knuckleheads in this here joint. Thanks for all the knowledge and the laughs. A great combination if ever there was one.
Good luck, you.
HNY, J!
(I’m saving up spare letters for my book, should I choose to write one)
The kid eats a full plate of Celine and the next day he’s shitting out novels. Bukowski, Palahnuik, Ellis, again and again the cycle continues.
It better have an outlaw edge, Swan, or I’ll request a refund from Amazon.
Black eyed peas are supposed to be good for advances.
Best wishes and a Happy New Year to you.
From one who works so others can PARTY!
Oh, and baybee come back.
(link is to my pick for PW theme song of 2008)
Will you be writing mostly at your desk or on the symbian? Just innocently wondering.
Happy New Year, Jeff, and to all PWers!
Chapter 1
Taco de Facto was for all intents and purposes the ethnic food king of Miami — at least that is what I was led to believe…
And here I’d thought you’d gone to Israel to fuck up Hamas.
It could happen.
HE HAS NINJA SKILLZ!
Happy New Year, Jeff.
And, in case you missed it, Congratulations.
Thanks, Matt, but the weblog awards are a cruel and very foul besoiling of the soul. I want no part of them — or of anything that places Balloon Juice in the running for best of anything, other than douchebaggery.
Ggah. Please, make no more mention of those things. At the end of each year, they drive me into a hiatus.
I have to ask: what are Jesus tacos?
Yikes…ok, no [s]soup[/s] vote for YOU!
Seriously, Happy New Year to all.
By the way, PJM is going to call me back about my “OUTLAW Minute” show idea 3 weeks ago. I can’t wait!
Oh. And the answer is sybian.
Jeff,
Happy New Year and best of luck with the novel. Thanks for the mention earlier in the year. The guys at our site really got a kick out it. This is still my favorite site for thoughtful writing so I hope you decide to stay with it even after your novel takes off. Cheers!
But enough. I have to re-read a bunch of novellas to get me into the right frame of mind. Then, I hope to bang out the draft in a couple weeks.
Because I’m both lazy and impatient, I’ll self-publish. You know, move outside the system, OUTLAW style.
Then I can pass on the savings to all of you — who most assuredly will be thanked in the acknowledgments. Not by name, of course. That could get unwieldy. But with something like, “and last, I’d like to thank myself for creating protein wisdom, a site that allows many people to come by and wait for me to write things. So thank you, Jeff! You fucking ROCK!”
OK, so you need a blurb.
Goldstein’s Hiatus is an awe inspiring manifesto of grief and reason. Idyllic compassion reveals itself within the author’s self-observed conflicts of his own “Goldsteinian” principles. His distinctive voice, alas, is found at the impact of self-discovery, “trolls? But are they trolls if I like reading them?” The compelling message board drama-based first work of Goldstein is an indelible mark forged from the angst of unprecedented drama.
Don’t say I never contributed nothin’ since you this blurb comes free of charge.
youOh. And thanks to all who sent their well-wishes. I’ve had family in town for the last week, and next week my son turns 5, so we’ve been getting his party together, so forgive me for not getting back to you personally. I really am appreciative.
Special thanks go out to Carin for her thoughtful card, JD for the phone message, Thor for the books, and Brett for cabbage.
2009 is year of the OUTLAW. Bedeck yourselves in leather and denim and get ready to ride.
I’ll have to skip the leather and denim, but I can pull a mean convoy escort…
message board
drama-basedBooks? Never any books. I hate you and you hate me. Stick to the script, damnit!
Has anyone heard from happyfeet?
“Oh. And the answer is sybian.”
Is this the alternate spelling of lesbian? I’m really looking forward to your book, then!
Good luck Jeff, and Happy New Year to everyone here. All the best to you and yours in the coming year! (yes, even YOU Thor, you jerk)
Merry New Year.
I’m off to embarrass myself in front of people who know what I look like instead of, you know, the usual.
Take it easy in the new year Jeff, but take it.
Jeff,
Happy new year, guy! I’m looking forward to reading your work. Best wishes for it all.
Oh, and happy birthday to [your son]. 5 already? It doesn’t seem possible.
T&T
Looking forward to reading it, Jeff!
“or else Jesus tacos. ”
A Soylent Green Manifesto.
Depends on who you ask.
<pedant>whom! whom!</pedant>
Yea! I had this horrible thought the other day that I’d copied the wrong address AGAIN.
I was writing colloquially, pedant.
Then I can pass on the savings to all of you  who most assuredly will be thanked in the acknowledgments. Not by name, of course. That could get unwieldy. But with something like, “and last, I’d like to thank myself for creating protein wisdom, a site that allows many people to come by and wait for me to write things. So thank you, Jeff!
I think many of us could overlook your failure to acknowledge us, as long as you said something pithy regarding thorazine being an asshole.
Jesus tacos? is this the Spanglish edition of the Jeffrey Dahmer cookbook?
What can I say? Ride’m c’boy!
Think of it as a mechanical bull for girls..
Godspeed, Jack !
Luck.
Should be good either way: Jesus tacos or that wordy stuff.
Indeed – I hope Happyfeet is having a better time. He came through for me when I wasn’t having so fun atime…wish I could do the same for him.
Happy New Year all!
Actually, the kid eats a full plate of Celine and the next day he’s shitting out Yanni. That’s a warning.
The kid eats a full plate of Celine and the next day he’s shitting out novels.Bukowski, Palahnuik, Ellis, again and again the cycle continues.
There is at least one thing we can agree on.
Happy New Year, Jeff.
BTW, was that you driving the car full of hookers and Rumpelminze, with a scaly hood ornament pole dancing on the antenna, that went by my house last night?
HN-2009-Y Jeff, and best of luck with the novella.
“Never get out of bed before noon†-Bukowski’s advice, that I should’ve followed today.
Happy New Year. Does the book have any hot chicks? Armadillos? Ninjas? Buried treasure? Or is it one of those books, the kind that never make it to the big screen? Deathless prose, the kind nothing can kill, the stuff that makes you want to bleach your eyeballs?
Just asking. I’ll read it anyway, just to see if it has the secret of the armadillo death touch hidden on page 1239 in the annotated bibliography.
Happy Ne’erday, everyone.
<Oh, and baybee come back
MayBee, too.
repost:
Just got an e-mail from Matt the Marine, he had an explosive New Year celebration involving a couple EOD guys, 70 gallons of diesel and many many explosives.
Film at 11. (I hope)
Oh, and a mushroom cloud.
Luck.
#56:
And much luck to Matt.
My nephew Nathan the Marine will find out where he’s going this year.
The Goncourt was out-right stolen from Celine for his first work . He lobbied for it. Every one thought it was his. I’ve always thought France’s literary elite shunning his first two works left a massive scar on his ego, and this was a man who would have been better served with less scars not more. The reason the elitny stole his due was they didn’t like his street argot stylings, well, that and all the else. I think this is key for you to understand since you no doubt will never take the time to read the modernist greats such as Celine, too busy bit-torrenting Yanni’s latest no doubt.
The mere mention of Celine’s name to certain feminist professors of the humanities risks incurring one’s name being dropped during an anonymous call to the campus security’s rape hotline. Celine’s never been liked by the PC crowd. He wasn’t liked by the PC crowd before there was a PC crowd. You either enjoy him or wish him to be eternally drop-kicked in the balls in a fiery afterlife.