Here’s what became of six of the biggest icons the sixties had to offer, and what they’re up to now! Continue reading Where are they now? ‘60s icons Edition
My mom’s older sister was a wonderful, kind woman who loved to laugh and always found joy in “the little things” as she liked to say, amidst the constant, debilitating pain she suffered at the hands of an insidiously severe form of rheumatoid arthritis for decades. In 1993, when I was sixteen, I travelled from Oklahoma to my hometown in Michigan to stay with my … Continue reading My racist aunt
I often wonder, when someone speaks very casually about a deer they shot and gutted, or some farm animal they castrated, or anything of that nature, How can they do that? When I was a kid, I had a pet mouse named Charlie who escaped and started fucking shit up all over the house. My parents were like “screw this” and set traps, which I … Continue reading Desensitized
I recently watched a YouTube vid in which an obnoxious metalhead rants and raves about how horrible Darkthrone’s latter day punk and nwobhm-infused records are. He seems genuinely angered by the band’s decision not to craft albums suited to his specific tastes. The thing is, artists are under no obligation to please fans. If they’re not pleasing themselves and following their respective muses, they aren’t … Continue reading Artists don’t owe you anything
Let me get this out of the way now: I’m not a fan of Donald Trump’s. I didn’t like him before he ran for office and I didn’t vote for him… Kanye West is his own man, though. If he wants to praise Donald Trump, that doesn’t mean he’s going insane or having a mental breakdown. What he is having is an opinion. Everyone’s entitled … Continue reading There’s nothing wrong with Kanye West’s Trump love
It’s just a bunch of static to me. Who is talking to who? And why isn’t anyone saying anything interesting? A lot of celebrity gossip and people shouting nonsense to themselves, is what it is. The online equivalent of a brisk stroll through an insane asylum. But, whatever. Continue reading I really dislike twitter.
Don’t ask me why I have this. I didn’t remember until I found it in a box in my parents’ attic this afternoon that I did. It’s a 1987 newspaper insert from Shelbyville, Indiana, my dad’s hometown. Picture Hill Valley from Back To The Future and you’ve pretty much got the gist. I spent many a summer there as a kid, back when small towns … Continue reading Where are you, Rachael Passwater?
And I don’t keep up with current events, either. Oh, sure, I’ll pop my head out of the sand every once in awhile to see what all the fuss is about when some trending political topic has everyone shitting on themselves, but I have entirely too much anxiety as it is to exacerbate it by feeding an ever-flowing digital stream of venom and vitriol into … Continue reading I don’t watch the news.