I'm going to take a brief moment to state that this blog was in my dream last night.

(I spend most of my sleeping time dreaming about houses. In a recent dream, I was in a Frank Lloyd Wright mansion inhabited by two teenagers and hundreds of dogs. In the last scene of the dream, both of the teenagers had died of heroin overdoses and the dogs were riding horses.)

Like Dave Hickey, I could forumalte some theory on simulacra and pretend I was just talking about pop culture.

Nah....