Recently, an odd and random memory came to me. Now, my memory of the past is, by and large, shit. It’s extremely spotty. Usually when I become aware of something from my distant past, I’m fascinated because it’s like I’m recovering something lost, something so ancient that it feels like it doesn’t actually belong toContinue reading “The Captain and The Coke”
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Don’t Alpha The Goose
I encountered a goose this morning. While still at a distance, but approaching its feathery ass, I could tell this thing was belligerent. The way it was postured 10 feet up on the retaining wall, standing at the edge, and overlooking its parking lot kingdom, I could sense that this bird was aggro. I thinkContinue reading “Don’t Alpha The Goose”
Politics: I’m Confused
If forced to summarize my take on our current political climate, it’s the following two words: I’m confused. Now, while I walk around at a baseline level of confusion, sometimes forgetting to breathe in air, or blink, or deliver food to the correct bodily orifice for proper delivery of nutrition, I have never been moreContinue reading “Politics: I’m Confused”
Be F#%$ing Nicer
It is an act of niceness to censor the blog title, because I don’t want to offend any innocent cybercitizen pleasantly perusing the internet with such harsh language. Believe it or not, but in this very moment, I’m trying to be nicer. Fucking nicer. That’s a phrase I need to utter to myself daily: BeContinue reading “Be F#%$ing Nicer”
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