I’ve been struggling with sour soul lately, so I did a little bit of unplugging, including from Twitter, and what happens? Last night I get a notification that my mother is now following me. That flash you just saw? That was the illusion that I am not a foul-mouthed, drunken degenerate taking to the sky with pigs. So, Internet, welcome my mother to Twitter. She has three followers right now: Me, my sister, and “Britney…
One mistake in a subtle way Like I’m walking again, all on me Step slowly, you know that you fall between Dark places, what a simple web we weave “Dull Life” — Yeah Yeah Yeahs [Project 365]
“Laughing At God” from Lindsey Turner on Vimeo. Listen to this before I’m asked to take it down. (Photo from Flickr user crazybobbles)
they build buildings, oh they build buildings, oh they build buildings so tall these days “Buildings” — Regina Spektor [Project 365]
(This entry originally posted Friday at The Memphis Blog) The World Championship Barbecue Cooking contest is heating up in every literal way possible. I moseyed down there for lunch today to visit my friend and co-worker Mike (below, at right), CA plateroom/prepress man and the brains behind Sow Luau, and sweated buckets in the sun. But it’s a beautiful day so I can’t complain too much. I got some free food (a hamburger, a hot…
Shot this right before leaving for work and when I got home, I noticed that the rain had taken the white poof with it. Insert trite observation about time changing everything here. I was in a slightly better mood today. Slightly. It’s sort of sinking in that the status quo is unsustainable and things are changing so I best change with them or get left running behind the bus, choking on gravel and grit. It…
I’m writing right now. It’s good. It’s solid. The first thing I ever wanted to be in life was a writer, but at some point I realized how impractical that was as a profession, so I moved it from the career column to the hobby column. Muscles atrophied and confidence withered. I became crippled by my inability to end stories. So I stopped for a while. And then I started back. And then I stopped…
Tonight I came home and mixed a drink so strong it made Ted Kennedy weep. With pride. [Project 365]
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