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shiny new and nameless
This has been another week from Hell. I'm not surprised, just exhausted ( Read more... ) -
more of the same
I tried to make a list of things that always make me smile earlier this year. I had to stop after the song "Birdhouse in my Soul"; conversations with far away friends; and the apocalypse - i couldn't think of anything else. nothing consistent. most good friends tell you the truth, which doesn't usually involve smiling. chocolate and alcohol make me ( Read more... ) -
oh yeah, pet peeve
By the way, learning how to write better fiction has also helped me figure out why a lot of things don't work in tv and movies. For example - in a hour long mystery show, the bad guy in act 3, MUST present initially in act 1, or at the very least early act 2. Otherwise it just feels cheap. Come on people, it's basic common sense, we don't like to ( Read more... ) -
too close to twelve for comfort
I've tried a beer, enough carbs to kill a banquet of Celiacs, a sedative, and all the bad tv shows I've ever tivoed. I'm still awake ( Read more... ) -
gabriel, azrael, and . . .
For those of you who talk to me in the real world you know that I have been planning on buying a new laptop for way too long. The problem for those of us with discerning taste is that we don't want a cheap piece of crap, we want a mac with leopard and lots of memory ( Read more... ) -
what the hell house?
just finished watching an old (2001) documentary about Hell House, the original Christian 'haunted house', that at least a thousand others have based themselves off of. Instead of vampires and mad scientists, they show fake abortions and ravers. No, I'm not joking. For some visual aid, please consult - (abbreviated for humor and appropriateness).
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Best / Worst pick-up line to date
"I'm a big fan of your face."
True story.
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Surreality
Today I found a heart shaped freckle on my arm and decided that I am a fictional character. What real person has a heart shaped freckle on their body? There is no way. I'd always suspected that I was fictional, that my reality was nothing more then a poorly written book populated by cast-off characters from Neil Gaiman novels that were never ( Read more... ) -
A Eulogy of Sorts
Sisyphus in the Suburbs
Stephen DunnIt was late and the wine had wet ( Read more... ) -
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last night on the el shuttle from 69th street to 40th street to catch the real el, my phone rang and it was my mother @11pm, which tells you that nothing good could come from that phone call.
My uncle died.
That's all I got folks.