I write a dangerous amount of haiku. The harsh restrictions of the form really wind up being their greatest strength. That being said, I'd like to share some of my favorites from this year and see what you all think. So much has happened this year, and I can't think of a better way to … Continue reading Haiku Retrospective
I have quite the hodgepodge of tattoos: violin f-holes on each forearm, a fox sleeping in grapes on my calf, a half finished raven coverup on my right bicep, a baby blue elephant on the inside of my right bicep, a snake in a lotus on my back, and a dragon spilling a purse full … Continue reading Ticket to the Gaslight Circus (Part 2)
I love games. Like, you don't understand. I love games. I have a wall filled with games. A friend of mine made robust, custom shelving just to hold my board games. For a period, I hosted weekly game nights and had become "the game guy." My board game acquisition has slowed down significantly now that … Continue reading Ticket to the Gaslight Circus (Part 1)
Every morning I beep in my badge at work, sit at my desk, plug up my laptop, and check to see whether or not my day will begin with a shit storm or not. This morning, there was indeed precipitation of fecal matter, but it was not concerning my actual job. The scatological deluge came … Continue reading In Response to "The Decade the Internet Lost Its Joy"
I've been in several abusive relationships before, but my first was also probably my worst. It lasted the longest and affects me the deepest. Years after the severance I still think about if frequently, getting that pang of guilt for leaving a lot of ends untied. It was a not so subtle meeting at their … Continue reading A Dummy's Guide to Melting Snow and Killing God
Well boy howdy do I seem to have a bunch to write about all the sudden. After taking things easy last week, it seems like there is something new that I want to write about around every turn. So, lets talk about sex for a hot second. I've jumped back into the tinder/bumble pool for … Continue reading Brief Diatribes that Exemplify the Fact that I am Completely Ill-Equipped to Navigate the Nuances of Dating as a Divorcee: A Blog Post
Good golly gosh. I sure don't know what it is about me and attracting self destructive types. This boy can't seem to catch a break. Dali and I had been talking a for a couple weeks. It was going well. She checked a lot of boxes for me: NF type on myers-briggs, bohemian, understated, funny, … Continue reading *BREAKING NEWS* The Dali Update