I was going to write this a couple weeks ago but getting the hour or two of free time has been difficult. And I just realized I haven’t posted anything in over ten days so I’ve decided to simply do this instead of actual work tonight. Thank god I have my priorities straight. So anyway,...
Journal
Life With The Grammar Nazi
I hate pedantic motherfuckers that always correct my parts of speech, she said. I raised one eyebrow a bit and put on my best “Look at me, I’m a prick” smirk. Are you sure you don’t hate pedantic motherfuckers who always correct your parts of speech?
The Last Few Years
Hey look, I’m not dead! Yesterday I posted a shit ton of (like 16) poems to the site, which I’ll talk about in a minute. Prior to that, however, I hadn’t posted anything since seeing PACIFIC RIM six months ago. I’ve been a bit crap at keeping this place updated regularly for a few years...
Morning Routine
The hair dryer wakes me. She’s already showered and fed the dog. She rushes in sending the towel crumpling to the bed and begins to dress. The bra goes on. I wince, knowing I could never get my arms behind my back like that. I stretch like a cat, napping in a sunbeam. Checking the...
Pacific Rim
I swear to God, Guillermo del Toro is my hero. I saw PACIFIC RIM the other day and the nerdgasm hasn’t yet stopped. This film is damn near perfect. It’s like a two-hour love letter to some of the greatest things you grew up with, assuming you grew up with Godzilla flicks and giant robot...
Some Thoughts On Gun Control
So. We Americans are a violent people, there’s really no arguing that. This country was colonized, founded, expanded, and is, to this day, maintained with violence. And we love our guns, most of us. I don’t. I don’t believe I’ve ever written about my feelings on gun control before. On my more reasonable days, I...