I woke up with a strange thought today. Back when we came to the states in 92, the culture shock I experienced was immense. It took me about 3 years to fully adjust to living here, perhaps more. I think a much greater shock would be experienced by a time traveller arriving here from the U.S. in the year 2000. So much has profoundly changed in the ( Read more... )

I don't think of myself as an adult. Never have. However, 2020 had me scratching my head at what constitutes adulthood. I feel like, perhaps, the accumulation of various aches, pains, and mental infirmities builds up to a transition into adulthood. An adult is a broken child who validates the various ways in which he is broken as some sort of ( Read more... )

so i realized the other day that i never posted about my new bike. kinda out of character for me not to document a new vehicle. it's a Triumph Speed Twin and the first bike i bought brand new. as sad as it was to trade in the V-Rod, it was time. i wanted something closer to a sportbike, to take my riding to the next level, but not too cookie-cutter ( Read more... )

drove by Q's on the way home from a gig tonight. it's Halloween weekend and i chose money over fun. i don't know how i feel about that. it was a lot of money. maybe this was the responsible adult thing to do, but it feels like i betrayed the ghost of the old me i killed years ago to make room for this new me. either way, just looking at the people ( Read more... )

who the hell even am i anymore?

man, i miss when this place was full of people i cared about. their stream-of-consciousness words spilling down the screen and filling my life with meaning. it's just me now, wandering the halls of memory. just read a bunch of Matt's early entries. the days of POBE. jesus fucking christ, i am almost glad i didn't know then how insanely important ( Read more... )

so i'm gonna give this a shot and start posting publicly again. i've been using this thing as a private journal for years, basically documenting my inner dialogue and personal issues, but i miss the LiveJournal scene of old. everyone is on facebook now, but that means nobody is actually present there. it's an endless hall of mirrors, a black hole ( Read more... )

New suicide machine.

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just rolled over 6000 miles on my bike's odometer, that makes my riding career 2000 miles long. that number seems confusing, like a miscalculation, because it really doesn't seem to fit the amount of actual riding i've done. i know it's only been a season and a half or so, but i've experienced more on my bike in this short span than i have in my ( Read more... )

Today brought nothing but disappointments. Riding down Rt3 West, heading towards Morristown and the welcoming flow of windy country roads, I heard a distinct change in my exhaust note. With any vehicle, a change in sound never leads to anything good. With a motorcycle, the not good can easily become fatal. I started looking for a place to pull ( Read more... )