Monthly Archives: May 2008

I feel so funny. I think I’m going crazy. Maybe I’m already crazy.



Three dollars, two aspirins, and one bad-ass hangover.

The Secrets of the Past or: The Holy Trinity

The Monkees Joy Division N.W.A. Müllerian complexes with Jungian overtones, perhaps?

The Flashing Hand Means “Hurry the Fuck Up”

It does not mean “Stop in the middle of the crosswalk with your seven dogs on 15-foot leashes and continue your conversation with your friend until after the light changes.” And don’t get smart with me when I tell you to get out of the intersection. If I carried around a knife I would have […]

First Tuesdays Free

Take a look, nobody’s there. Get ready, are you really going to do this? Too late, somebody’s coming. The timing must be perfect. How long, three seconds? No, more like five. Good, they’re gone. Wait, wait, here we go. Will they bite? I can’t wait to find out, now or never. Face the mirror, look […]


The final frontier. I’ve always been curious as to what really happens to our consciousness when we die. Unfortunately, due to its nature, this is an unanswerable question. It is one that will haunt me into eternity. On a somewhat unrelated note, while doing research for this post, I came across this map. With a […]

I watched C-beams glitter in the dark