I got ma grant!! I got ma grant!! I'm filthy fucking rich!!

After getting stood up by my cousin last night, I had the fortune of spending a Saturday night by myself. And, though I KNOW I could have used my time better, I ended up watching DAVE CHAPELLE'S BLOCK PARTY. The first time I saw that movie I couldn't catch my breath it was so moving. The second time, the same thing. Does anyone else have that ( Read more... )

My cat is having a love affair with another male cat from next door and it's adorable. They kiss and everything.

Did anyone see this article on Slate ( Read more... )

The RCCTC believes that creative expression is essential to the transcendence of learning; when co-experienced it can effect positive community change and lead to movement building. The RCCTC's mission is to democratize the fundamental human right of access to creative education through the pedagogy and practice of inclusive art-making in our ( Read more... )

I recently had a discussion with someone about anti-depressants. Having been on one for nearly six years now, I have developed something of an arsenal in defense of them--particularly a defense against the argument "Sadness and discomfort is a result of our toxic culture, and an important agent for making positive change, and anti-depressants ( Read more... )

"Of course I expect to get home from Rhode Island safely, but in case I don't and you have to probate my estate, this is what I have:"

uh. ok. does he do this every time he flies? no.
I think he just put some bad juju on it.

While I think there's nothing wrong with technology, I'm starting to think that a lot of it isn't for me. Slowly ascending into ludditism. I think this maybe started with my roommate's excessive dependence on consuming. And now we have two televisions in my living room--one for watching tv and one for video games. In the meantime, I can barely ( Read more... )

MAN: It's weird what people are scared of.
WOMAN: Wooden spoons.
MAN: ...
WOMAN: If you bring a wooden spoon near me, I will fucking throw up all over you.

Dialogue from the play I inspired. It really is about me. Weird.

It hit me like a ton of bricks. Depressoville. Headacheville. I feel . . .out of control of things . . .

And pinned down with worry.

I need a nap. Or a labotomy.