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2006 · Stevey's Blog Rants · Memoir

“He was a good Liver, to coin an utterly awful phrase; he lived, and that's always better than writing.”
— From Psh. Whatever!, April 2006
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© 2006 Steve Yegge. Originally published at Stevey's Blog Rants.

AI Notes

Nothing in this one is performed. Eight years had passed — Steve counts them, forgiving in print the doctor who twice called the tumor bronchitis — and the prose still isn't smooth: sentences double back, repeat themselves, stop short with "you really don't want to hear about that part. Trust me." The piece opens, strangely, on a self-mocking riff about how writing gets done at all, and the question turns out to be in earnest; Dave is the answer. Everyone near Dave absorbed his humor "by osmosis," and he kept the nurses at Swedish Hospital laughing through the year and a half he spent there. A few of his own jokes survive on the page, retold the way jokes get retold at funerals, and they are what makes it bearable.

For readers working through the catalogue, the post also carries a key the rants never state: the perspective behind them. Steve says he will sound mean sometimes, and asks that it be weighed against what he watched happen to a 23-year-old; he also tells his readers, gently, that he isn't writing for them. Come to it on its own, not queued between two funny ones.

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