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My namesake roks. Anybody know there is a DJ Cam? I am quite jealous of his flows, but I should instead rejoice - check out "Gangsta Sh**." That's more than RFO can say...Randy R. Jones is pictured. Sweet Jesus.

Anyway, let's get to the meat and gravy of today's installment. I am currently reading, "On Writing Well" by William Zinsser and I recommend it to everyone. You don't have to be a word freak to understand the importance of using the correct words to convey exact meaning. We all want to be understood, don't we? With just a little bit of work on your part, you can.

Zinsser believes (as do I) that we clutter our writing and speech way too much and use many words that we don't need. If people truly understand the importance of words and the meaning behind, I think the world would be significantly easier to live in.

So with Zinsser in mind let's listen - with utter clarity - to Gameboy/Gamegirl "Sweaty Wet/Dirty Damp" and return to Spank Rock yet again with an excerpt from Fabriclive 33 "Let's Make Love and Listen To Death From Above (Spank Rock Remix)" - delicious.

Sweaty
Fabric 33 Excerpt


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Hey Word-Boy, proofread yur shiznit.

Also, if Randy R. Jones is half the nerd of Randy Fresh Ocean, he probably Googles his name three or four times a day. And that will inevitably lead him here, which will lead him back to me and then you will have double the Randy trouble. DRT for short.

[1] The post looks lean and mean to me, weenie boy. Good God, two Randy's on me, I might have to use both arms to destroy both of you. Might. Look at that guy, he can only hoist a Twinkie into his eating hole. Don't get me started on you.

When you catch an adjective, kill it.

A simile must be as precise as a slide rule and as natural as the smell of dill.

The best writing advice I've ever heard: Don't write like you went to college.

[2] I understands what yur going 4. All I'm sayin is proof read.

Also, now that I work out (like the pythagorean theorem) I can hoist five or six twinkies to my mouth at one time. Eight max. So you better watch it (like television).

Run-Ons= Too many points, Fragments = broken points, Bad grammer = No points period. I choose liquor land language and writing. Slurred intonations with a mixed variety of back run-ons. DJ Cam looks like the author of this blog 30 years from now, what's up (DANGLE)!

Bruche, you are one hell of a creative writer. Your stream of consciousness exercise is very impressive, but I'm not sure if Liquor Land speech will get you very far. Maybe.

Where is this Liquor Land? Can I go there? Is it Kentucky? Please tell me its not Kentucky.

S. Kakalaki, RFO. In a dark corner, ask for Bru-che. They'll know.

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