Define your character in terms of hypothetical temptations you feel you would be unable to resist ( Read more... )

I'm not much to write home about in the creating department, so I try to stick to what I know: consuming. I feel the constant, aching desire to fill my brain until it's bursting at the seams with beautiful thoughts and words and sounds and pictures and memories. Movies, books, poems, songs, dreams. I'm like a walking black hole in a constantly ( Read more... )

Here's what it is: When I listened to his music, I didn't feel like a loser. I felt like a character in an epic poem about losers. You felt like there was possibility. That here is a guy who grew up like you grew up and had that same feeling of "I bet if I just fucking get in the car and drive, there will be an opportunity for something different ( Read more... )

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"It's ultimately just about that complicated: it hurts. We learn this at like age four-- it's grownups' first explanation to us why it's bad to lie ("How would you like it if...?"). And we keep learning for years, from hard experience, that getting lied to sucks-- that it diminishes you, denies you respect for yourself, for the liar, for the world ( Read more... )

I really need to stop buying tickets to multiple-day festivals and then going with no plan whatsoever. Somehow I've been able to manage...but in Sasquatch's case "managing" consisted of staying one night with a girl from New Zealand I randomly met (no, no rooting took place), and spending the other two nights in the backseat of my car. This time my ( Read more... )

Just once I'd like to get cut off and suddenly feel an intense sense of empathy and compassion. Good luck buddy, get that beautiful wife of yours to the hospital. I remember that one time I was driving in a strange town and had no idea what the fuck I was doing and almost t-boned that Geo Metro. It's cool, it happens, everyone almost dies all the ( Read more... )

Is eating nothing but ramen for 6 months worth seeing Angkor Wat before you die? How many days would you have to ride your bike to work to save enough in gas money to afford a plane ticket to New Zealand? What is the minimum amount of money required to make you consider letting another person sleep with the love of your life? How much for you ( Read more... )

Friday: Beirut. Someday all white noise will be replaced with trumpets and accordions and french horns and tubas, and what a glorious day that will be. Immediately afterward, sped across town to spend hours in a sensory deprivation chamber, floating in a massive coffin on water saltier than the Red Sea. Someday I'll be able to describe what it was ( Read more... )

What I've done, what I wish I did, what I want to do, what I need to do. How much money I have and how necessary it is to facilitating actual happiness. Dreaming in different languages; hibernation. A house/kids/marriage and their potential impact on my personal and financial freedom; when/if I want any of that. How I perceive myself, how others ( Read more... )