Despite the wonders that are delivered by digital music today, sometimes I really miss lying on my back on a shag carpet, eyes closed, two huge stack speakers aimed at my head, listening to a quality vinyl record played over excellent analog equipment.
One day I wish to retire to a dictionary.
Sometimes I come untethered.
Sir @ May 25, 2009 # 6 Comments
Whenever I’m in D.C. visiting friends or foes or anyone else worth visiting, I make the excuse during at least one early morning that I have to go and visit some friends in Arlington. I don’t elaborate and people tend to either understand or just not dig any deeper. It’s a bit too maudlin to [...]
Sir @ May 22, 2009 # 12 Comments
1.ONE OF YOUR SCARS, HOW DID YOU GET IT? When I was in seventh grade, my appendix started hurting during science class, so I grabbed a pencil, extracted the organ, then threw it out the window right before it exploded. I looked at the teacher, on whose face was glued a look of both terror [...]
Sir @ May 12, 2009 # 6 Comments
The weather in Arizona gets so hot that birds burst into flame in mid-flight and nuns walk the streets openly cursing about how hot it is, yet some people choose to live there. Full time, even. One of those people is named Ashley and she’s put her primary calling as a professional television watcher on [...]
Sir @ May 11, 2009 # 10 Comments
Gosh. That was a shitty semester. If ye olde adage that declares how ‘the more you learn, the less you know’ is true, then I don’t know shit right now. What I do know is that of all the posts to leave up on my site for months, plural, I probably could’ve chosen more wisely [...]