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 →
Sitting in my house, staring at the wind blowing the plethora of flags in straight lines away from the coast, I decided I needed to do something. But first I took my shoes off. I went over eight months without... Continue Reading →
(Note: This was written a while ago. There is a nice start to a pulpy story in here, minus the misogyny...) I’m sitting on a bar stool in a nowhere cantina just outside of Galveston. My Shiner Bock is just... Continue Reading →
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