Archive for March, 2010
Happy St. Paddy’s day, folks. I don’t have much invested in this holiday, being German and Lithuanian. Frankly, I wished we had a day. Mindaugas Day, maybe, where instead of drinking, you execute your rivals and then renounce Christianity? That sounds about right. That said, St. Paddy’s Day is a good day to drink and [...]
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True fact: I have the same bone structure as Jessica Biel. Second true fact: I don’t believe in divorce. Well, strictly speaking, I believe in it — I don’t think it’s imaginary like the Easter Bunny or Night Elves or Principled Politicians. What I mean is, for me, I don’t believe it exists as an [...]
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The other day, I asked: “How do you choose your next project?” And every one of you stepped up to the plate with some rad-ass answers. Short summary of those results: the Eddy Webb method of cut them fackers in half, then see which ones survive the dismemberment; which project makes you come alive and [...]
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You might as well just erase this weekend from the record books. Got a calendar? Put a streak of black paint across the last two days with a pair of fingers. Hey! You probably noticed: no blog post this morning. One primary reason for that: no Internet access here at Der Wendighaus. The storm goblins [...]
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Last month or so, Saturdays have been creepity-quiety around these here terrible streets and awful alleys. Not sure why. I expect that you’re all hungover. Laying somewhere, forehead against cool porcelain, your chin dipping in a congealing pool of your own sick. The crotch of your pants shifting and tenting as the squirrel you’ve trained [...]
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