I'm trying to divide my web presence: It's the age of specialization after all, the Age of Miracles. I think I've got it now ( Read more... )

I'm listening to "The Ben Maller Show". I had to go cold-turkey to break my TV addiction, but I'm still devoted to radio programs ( Read more... )

I'm watching "You're Gonna Miss Me ( Read more... )

I'm flipping through Caturday posts on Fark, and feeling my heart skip whenever I came across a tabby. I miss Wendell. I didn't like him much when Travis brought him in (I loved Miss Kitty, she was cool and self-assured, Wendell was a neurotic bundle of nerves), but Wendell needed me emotionally and I needed the emotional comfort of a living ( Read more... )

I love all of these Republicans who come out of the closet and try to wipe away their past moments of homophobia and the harmful policies they supported (either with vocal consent, or by not speaking out against them ( Read more... )

I've spent so much times these last few years reading and thinking about death, the process of dying, mortality, last days, end-of-life-issues, pain, and physical decline. For a while I thought I was just being really dark, or this just was a result of indulging in a variety of substances ( Read more... )

I find it noteworthy that so many people I know through the David Foster Wallace list are either Buddhist or have Buddhist leanings.

I always brace myself for bad news after lots and lots of good news ( Read more... )

So Trace Beaulieu has apparently either has had his Twitter account hacked or is following me on Twitter.

I know right? It might just be because I ripped my obscure reference heavy sense of humor from a decade spent as a MSTie.

Boston Phoenix: Friday 27 ( Read more... )