Nostalgia is like stuffing your cheeks with cocaine-infused marbles, in that it makes you say stupid things ( Read more... )

Dear Impulse-bought Hamer Standard Explorer with $300 of aftermarket parts ( Read more... )

I wrote this once when I couldn't sleep and I think I may be onto something. Your thoughts?

I am no visionary and the ensuing dreck is by no means a manifesto of any coherence, nor real importance.

However, I have a few decent ideas kicking around in my head and the most gifted rhythm section I've ever had the pleasure of working with.

What's in a ( Read more... )

So, long story short: yesterday I flew to Utah to rescue Allysa from the desert. She's been interning at the Tony Award-winning Utah Shakespearean Festival all summer, and we thought roadtripping back to Seattle/Redmond/Bham would be a cute idea. It's weird that we're a unit. But not in a bad way. It's been entirely too long since I've felt what I' ( Read more... )

I'll keep this as short as I can. No one takes the time to read huge blocks of blog text.

After another year in Bellingham, I've accomplished a few of the goals I set for myself last December when I posted my list of resolutions.

- take self less seriously (check!)
- begin an actual career (see the rest of this entry)
- spend less money (haven't ( Read more... )

It dawned on me this evening (morning) that I've not written anything in quite some time, and should probably flex my literary muscle before I lose any shred of aptitude I had in the first place ( Read more... )

Ah, shit. This is teh suck and teh awesome all at once.

( a lot of this is to myself, but feel free to read and respond. )

Dear most of 2007,

Kindly blow it out your ass.

Love,
Tom

So, I was poised to spend Christmas alone on account of work, and my greed for that nice fat holiday paycheck (that's probably going straight toward my stupid credit card ( Read more... )

This got a lot longer than I meant it to. You're a nice person if you actually read and comment on this dreck.

You stand agog as the chalk-white monstrosity raises itself from the shallows, mussels clinging to its tentacular beard and barnacles colonizing its back and shoulders. It clutches what appears to be a rusted obsidian battle axe, the ( Read more... )