Fully 10 years have passed since my first post here on March 15 2005. Happy Birthday.

El Madre died ( Read more... )

I remember writing a lot here.

Since my user name has the modifier "drunken" in it, I'm sure that it's no surprise that I'd be going ahead and writing about booze. I'm not going to lie. It's been a long fucking while since I wrote in here. It's been an even longer time since I wrote in earnest, when I thought what I had to say actually mattered... and when I thought that I didn' ( Read more... )

I remember that there was a college kid back in Minneapolis who went missing one Halloween Night. He was at a party at the U. The last known picture of him has him sandwiched between a comely schoolgirl in a plaid pleated skirt and I want to think the Land O' Lakes Indian Maiden, and I remember thinking I would be jealous of him but for the fact ( Read more... )

An old friend on the ElJay once told me that they caught Alger Hiss because of the quirks of his typewriter. The "t" showed tool marks when it pressed on the paper, or commas got set just a bit above the lower line of the line of text they were supposed to be on. I'm sure they had terms for said quirks back then. It's a shame said terms are lost ( Read more... )

Christmas day, I spent in the hospital. I've been spending every day for the past week in the hospital. My mother, see. The words they used were "necrotizing fasciitis." In her leg. Diabetes related.
She told me that it wasn't my grandmother who abused me. She told me it was my babysitter, like she was solving a mystery. She's wrong, but her ( Read more... )

S, DC, and I were sitting at the kitchen table in S's house. We were smoking, talking, and we were 17. S's mom was at the computer typesetting and his father was also at the kitchen table, fudging his logbook. He was a bus driver, you see. DC was going on about something and flicked his ash in the vicinity of the ashtray. It missed completely. S's ( Read more... )

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The Bermuda Triangle: Bullshit.
Atlantis: Possible. My guess is Antarctica.
Sentient life outside the Solar System: Without Question.
UFOs: They can't all be planes, meteors, swamp gas, or clouds.
Aliens among us: The dreamer in me says yes. The realist says no.
Aliens designing the pyramids: I think maybe we underestimate the mathematical prowess ( Read more... )