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

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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

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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   

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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

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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

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