From the time I was in grade school, I had come to understand the world around me in monochromatic equations. I borrowed on this hopelessness as a different way of learning the world; and in so doing, my jaded sensibilities would introduce me to books and girls and music. Books were an escape to places the… Continue reading The Value of Original Thought
Tag: writing
Don’t Start Thinking About Tomorrow
As promised, here is one from "The Vault". This piece was written back in 2008 as Hilary Clinton was on the verge of losing the Democratic nomination to some guy named Barry. It's interesting to read this back, seeing as how it is heavily influenced by one of my favorite political writers- Maureen Dowd of… Continue reading Don’t Start Thinking About Tomorrow
We Interrupt our Regularly Scheduled Programming . . .
I wonder about those peeps who stay up until 2 am so that they can 'officially' turn the clocks back. I mean, I feel like they're getting screwed in much the same way I get screwed every time a new customer receives a special deal for some shit I've been buying for years. Think about… Continue reading We Interrupt our Regularly Scheduled Programming . . .
Taking a Walk on the Wild(ish) Side
Halloween has a tough gig. Of all the major holidays, it's the only one that falls on the very last day of the month. Thanksgiving has the buffer of Black Friday before we start thinking about December. Christmas gives us a whole week to prepare for the New Year. With Easter, we never know what… Continue reading Taking a Walk on the Wild(ish) Side
A Derry Halloween
Wordless Wednesday will return next week, but in honor of All Hallows Eve, I thought I'd deliver up a challenge post I've been stewing on. The challenge was simple: Take 13 Stephen King characters and use them in a short story. And oh yeah, write it in exactly 666 words. This piece was a 'challenge'… Continue reading A Derry Halloween
Doomed Journeys, Beer Logic and Stealing Home
Remember that "Tastiest Taco" challenge me and Linds were supposed to embark on several months back? Yeah well, fuck tacos . . that's what happened to that challenge. Because, Cuban sandwiches seem to drop out of the sky in meat and potatoes Lancaster County, Pennsylvania. Tacos? Not so much. Our doomed journey began with a… Continue reading Doomed Journeys, Beer Logic and Stealing Home
Pick Six Tuesday (or) Why My Therapist is Underpaid
It's Tuesday again, which can only mean it's time for my semi(ish)weekly rant post (again) in which I share with you, my precious readers, a few things that grind my gears. So pardon me while I pet my peeves . . . Parking Lots- If Dante Alighieri had penned Inferno today? Parking lots would've been tucked between… Continue reading Pick Six Tuesday (or) Why My Therapist is Underpaid
