The Decemberists are playing First Ave on Sunday, November 12. Who wants to go? And by go, I mean drive my carless, music-appreciating ass. The […]
Month: October 2006
“What if you could slowly convert yourself into energy? Just enough let‚Äôs say, to power your television. Well, it would work. The thing would glow […]
I question the intent of songs with lyrics like, “I've got to get away / how about Chicago / I could be there in a […]
"like when we make out in the park without our shirts on only it's not the park it's someone's yard"
Some nights I feel like I've accidentally tumbled from my real life into the land of hipsters and Pabst Blue Ribbon tallboys (metaphoric on the […]
All art, some would say, is a form of masturbation. That theme has unintentionally arisen in some of my projects (my loner series was meant […]
Four years.
Opening a conference on design by reading the yellow pages may not be the best idea, but who am I to judge genius? I spent […]
Chris was a strange fellow. Nice enough, a little shy. He should have realized his obsessive love for Jon would never come to fruition. In […]