I was thinking of story idea starts today... "How much different would my life be today if I hadn't found out my dad died via text from an ex-girlfriend?" Short story. Because after 10 seconds of thought, the answer is... Continue Reading →
I was just putting my 6 year old son's dirty waffle dish in the sink. After scooping the leavings in the kitchen trash can, I placed the fork and plate in the sink. I got a little bit of syrup... Continue Reading →
I don't know when my obsession with old stereo stuff started. I guess when I got a Panasonic record player/radio/8-track on eBay in 2000 or so. It was boxed and in perfect shape. I figure it was a return to... Continue Reading →
I think about Richard Hell and the Voidoids singing. And I decided it was time to blog again. I looked at my site, saw it's been since Jan. 2018. Damn. So, here I am. Not much to say, honestly. But... Continue Reading →
Another pair of Sambas bites the dust. These were the "hemp" styled ones from Journeys. The started falling apart a while ago, became lawn mowing shoes. Left them outside, it snowed, now they're complete trash. Bye.
Elvis guitar magnet. Part of a big set that Emily gave me (I think?). Izzy enjoyed it for a bit. Throwing it out.
I tossed this on my last day at my retail job. Dasani water bottle with name tag would be the title in art gallery. I took that minimum wage job to stay afloat. Thought I'd be there a couple months,... Continue Reading →
There was a time my house was full of crappy shelf units. For all my crap. This... Is the last one left. Well, it was. I curb alerted it on NextDoor and Craigslist, and it's gone. Actually took nearly three... Continue Reading →
Ugh. I miss New Orleans. These are from my last Mardi Gras, 2010. Don't feel the need to keep 'em.
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