I have not posted today because I have been writing the book for my Rock Opera.
Because I love you all I will describe for you my Rock Opera in general terms.
The setting of my Rock Opera is Teh Future. All is bleak. The landscape is denuded and naked and lacks clothes. It is sunblasted and the sun blasts it. This is all after the deadly war that started the Dystopia. And the Dystopia sucks! All the world is like New Jersey, but now only more so, and it doesn't smell half so good. There are horrible mutants and shit and nobody makes fun of Glenn Reynolds anymore.
But ONE MAN knows the secret. He is Scarred By His Secret Knowledge. He is haunted by the Ghosts of the Past, whether of Christmas or otherwise. He can talk to penguins and lemurs (like Beastmaster but with these species-specific restrictions) and he has feathered hair and his pecs glisten improbably, which is why he eschews shirts.
BUT WHAT DOES HE KNOW? What is it that drives the Dark Lord and the Evil One and the Prince of Darkness and the Lord of Evil and the One of Ness to want to kill Our Hero because of the Secret Lore he has inherited?
TO WHAT DEEP MYSTERY IS HE DRIVEN TO QUEST?
It turns out that he is the last person left alive on Earth who knows how to use an apostrophe to distinguish the plural from the possessive.
Magician Criss Angel plans to hang in a cube encased in concrete and
suspended 40 feet above the ground near Times Square next month in a
stunt that will test his Houdini-like ability to escape.
If he doesn't make it out within 24 hours, the cube will come crashing to the ground....
The illusionist will be manacled and placed in a glass box four feet
high, wide and deep. About three inches of cement will be caked around
the cube before it is hoisted into the air.
If all goes well, Angel will use a rope to lower himself to the ground.
"If you're not scared of death, what is there to fear?" Angel told The Associated Press on Tuesday....
Angel said the stunts are satisfying to him for what they mean for an audience.
"If you have that emotional connection, it is the truest form of magic; if you're giving people hope," he said.
Oh, he's giving me hope, all right. I hope the box wins.
Personally, I've always thought magicians had a pretty tough row to hoe in justifying their existence at all; they're even a cut below mimes. Not least because mimes don't talk, so they can't say annoying shit like "the truest form of magic is giving people hope." It puts me in mind of Dirk Diggler's insistence that "he helps people" and "saves marriages"...