The Hedonism Inherent in the System

How do you know if you don't even try

In this seemingly endless, and probably pointless journey gluing together erratic scribbles of a “mad poet” (Worcester Magazine, 1996*) we've ended up with random piles of different stories spread on the carpet like Bob Geldof. It's hard to know at first that they sometimes tell a larger story. Lavin had a habit of breaking down days and weeks into mome…