Monthly Archives: September 2015
hello, it’s me
Jenster was talking today about how whenever she hears Meatloaf’s “Paradise by the Dashboard Light” it reminds her of the time she drove cross-country in a moving truck with her dad listening to “Bat out of hell” as the … Continue reading
what’s the deal with david foster wallace’s penis
“Mediocrity is contextual,” David Foster Wallace wrote in his masterwork and paperweight extraordinaire, “Infinite Jest.” I came across the quote today while looking up the chapter titles as possible headline fodder for the blog, or possibly as highbrow insertions for … Continue reading
mo and the lucha gatos
art is the reason I get up in the morning but the definition ends there it doesn’t seem fair that i’m living for something i can’t even define. — the prophet ani
friday night lights
Hair can be art, too. the art walk is a melting pot of people. we’re sitting in front of an apartment building that has become the impromptu backdrop for a concert. the darkness of the street contrasts with the … Continue reading
my asics fresh foam zante (with lanolin) review
Longtime readers will recall I’ve been working my way through every running shoe ever made. I began the experiment 35 years or so ago with adidas (rom?). It’s only fitting that I end with the Zante. If you’ve been under … Continue reading
