And then there’s everything I do besides what I believe I am most qualified to do and that’s write. Like, write now. Or there’s this, write over here. And don’t believe a word of anything that anyone has ever said. At first. And you have the recipe. To be me. 'Cause There… Continue reading Forecast: Mostly Pathos with a Chance of Catharsis
From the vault (July 8, 2000) I don’t like riding on the passenger side ...in fact it was only yesterday when i yelled, BUYING A NEW PAIR OF SHOES CURES EVERYTHING THAT AILS YA... AND STOLY'S WORKS IN A PINCH AS WELL.. though because electricity *is* my bio-functional sombrero, you'll find my lady Macbeth there,… Continue reading The Passenger Side
REFURBISHING MY MIND The Walking Catastrophe...isn't really a podcast -- though I'm not even sure what constitutes a podcast and frankly, I don't cast any aspersions when sheep die in my sleep either -- but it's more of an extra-crispy swan dive when things behind the wheel grow much bigger than things usually do… Continue reading My Podcast
"I’ll tell you why. In short, they’ve all been cheated. Dealt a lousy hand. Screwed over through no apparent fault of their own. And they don’t just feel it. It’s part of their marrow now. It’s something that will never go away..."