Today, I found myself listening to David Bazan's album Curse Your Branches. Each of the songs on that album are so simply constructed that I couldn't help but to consider the lyrics. The chorus of one song in particular, "When We Fell," is as follows:

When you set the table
When you chose the scale
Did you write a riddle that you knew they would fail
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When people create comic book reading orders for big events (let's take Blackest Night for example), I think they take the chronology of events to the detriment of the narrative structures ( Read more... )

I have to answer this "Pause and Reflect" question for . I thought it might be interesting to develop my answer publicly ( Read more... )

Lately, I've been reading just about any comic books that I can get my hands on. It's kind of a new thing for me. It started with me getting interested in Watchmen back in the early days of February and shortly thereafter, spiraled out of control into something closely resembling obsession.

With Watchmen (the book... not so much the movie) ( Read more... )

I recently signed up for classes: 15 credit hours. That could prove to be a challenge, or it could be easy. I have no idea. In any case I'm on track to get my second bachelor's degree. Hopefully, this one will be worth something ( Read more... )

The classified section in the newspaper isn't at all what it used to be. Thumbing through the pages, I find that, where employers once asked for prospective workers, people now reduce their skill sets to a short paragraph of shorthand and pray that someone wile take notice... that someone will offer them work ( Read more... )

I'm a whole album kinda guy, and she listens to her iPod on shuffle ( Read more... )

According to Maclolm Gladwell, it takes 10,000 hours of practice to achieve mastery at any particular craft. If this 10,000-hour rule is true, then I must be no more than one-quarter of the way to competency as a writer. Apparently, this could be accomplished by spending 20 hours at work every week for 10 years ( Read more... )

How and where do I begin to describe 2008? It seems to have come and gone so quickly that I can scarcely recall it even though it’s only a few weeks departed. Two thousand eight, I hardly knew thee ( Read more... )

I rejoined My Early Travels with what was probably too little consideration as to the effects and repercussions of such a decision. My practicality would have taken over with loud warnings of time lost and impending hectic schedules. I blazed past any woeful forethought just in time to squeeze in one and one half practices before my first show. ( Read more... )