Shakra: Your Moneymaker
It’s good to be back. I’ve missed you all, I’ve missed the fine city of Eugene, and God knows I’ve missed stuff like this.
My column this week serves a dual purpose. Last winter, I was enrolled in Japanese 425… Our final project was to write a 15-20 page paper related to [Matsuo] Basho’s poetry. I never wrote it, and have had a glaring “I” on my winter 2002 grades ever since. So, nearly a year later, and after numerous false starts, I have finally begun.
You can tell what’s coming, right? Oh yes you can. I know a lot more about Matsuo Basho than I did this morning, but the headline really should have been The Dog Ate My Actual Column.
(Apart from being the latest step in my quest for the perfect music-related pun involving the word “Shakra” – with regard to which, by the way, suggestions are welcome – this post’s title refers to the curious ending to this piece.
Watch it with friends, and watch it on DVD, with Dolby Digital 5.1 surround sound to get the most out of your viewing experience.
Is the the kind of anti-corporate raging we’ve come to expect from the erstwhile DJ Serpentine? Is he taking kickbacks from the Industry and the Man? Enquiring minds want to know!)
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