Rider In The Rain

Remember the old days when dinosaurs roamed the Internets, which were a series of tubes?  Back when you would say "What Billmon Said"? and everybody would nod and chuckle?  Because back then, you could see each other on the internet?

Anyway, Billmon has come and gone, and come and gone again;  Many times you may hear 'what digby said' (from me, too)  and while Ol' Dig is a trenchant writer and understands hella lot more than I do, as well as being able to post JUST A BIT more often, and while Billmon has even inspired a verb, there is one writer out there...

Weaned on Steve Gilliard, and subsequently thrown out on his own by the same man, a Warrior named driftglass has been rippin it up out of Chitown for four years now.  As long as I have, but much much better.  Dig:

...the intimate exhilaration of wielding the primal power to bend one word around another until they catch fire and throw shadows on the moon chock-a-block with the terrifying feeling of being suddenly, randomly abandoned when our muses blow town for long spa weekends without leaving a forwarding address...

the man is a WRITER, full balls to the wall no-foolin' take no prisoners; and when he's turnin on, the ghosts of Hunter S Thompson, HL Mencken, Mark Twain and George Carlin chuckle and nod and raise a glass, knowing that their legacy lives on.

And drifty turns on A LOT.

You could do much worse than spending the day over there reading his archives.  What are you gonna do, WORK?

Say hi for the zombie and pass his links on.