To Live and Write in L.A.
The above are the paper remnants of my three day jaunt to L.A. The paper will pass into decay, the words, meaning, and purpose? Eternal. One of the most vexing realities for writers is thinking he has come up with something new and it has been written before. "To live and write in L.A." came to me while I was in the middle of consuming my second cup of poured Ethiopian Coffee (caffeine is my co-author), as a play on the song by Wang-Chung, "To Live and Die in L.A." I also discovered that Tupac had a rap song also titled that. I think Wang-Chung was first. Both songs are really depressing, one in an angst-ridden white-boy way, the other in a ghetto raggedness beatdown. I googled the phrase and it is the name of a website. There is genius being first. Not a case of premeditated plagiarism on my part because I had no knowledge of the site beforehand. No new raps under the sun I suppose. Got back from L.A. late last night, after a five hour delay in Dulles.