Category Archives: Art

Things To Do When You’re Doing Nothing

It’s not a lot of fun when you’re conscientiously spending no money to do anything for the next four months. Not a lot of fun at all. First because you have to explain to people that you can’t have fun, … Continue reading

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Cadabra

As I mentioned a few days ago, I’m not buying any more shit. I don’t mean ever, and I don’t mean that I’m starting some weird hippie project where I don’t purchase anything at all on principle. I’m just not … Continue reading

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Her Bravado

As I mentioned the other day, I probably haven’t watched a music video all the way through in years. Many years. Maybe even not since something like 2003 or 2004 have I watched a music video in its entirety in … Continue reading

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When Words Are Not Enough, When Words Are All You’ve Got

Yesterday was the first day that I felt like I was able to move without experiencing a significant amount of pain. I mean, I still felt the twinge and turning my head all the way to one side or the … Continue reading

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New Shit

Last New Year’s Eve, I met Mike and went to Graham’s work. I like the bar there, Crossley works there, too, and if you date a dude who works in kitchens and somehow get the chance to kiss him at … Continue reading

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God Bless Your Crooked Little Heart

Here’s a conversation I had with myself this morning: Me: More fog. Of course. Why wouldn’t there be more fog? Me: Why did you ever think you’d be able to see the sky at any point between now and next … Continue reading

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OH GOD

Graham went home this weekend to see his sister get married, and while I couldn’t take the vacation days at work, I did drive him to the airport at 6am on Saturday morning. Which wasn’t terrible, considering I was already … Continue reading

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