and, lo, we meet again.
true story: this is all my fault.
i proposed a series of conference papers on melania’s jacket and so OF COURSE now there is story on melania’s jacket every single effing day. Continue reading
surely, SURELY we are deep enough in our daily mail master class to recognize that the man behind the curtain has no clothes, right?
but yeah, anyhoo, here we are at exhibit ZZZ…
given that the daily mail almost EXCLUSIVELY pedals in a genre perhaps best described as News From Elsewhere (with the exception of their EXCLUSIVE EXCLUSIVES which always have EXCLUSIVE plastered all over them so they are adequately distinguished from the pack of unoriginal content), i don’t know why i always give them the benefit of the doubt and assume that their articles are doing something other than killing time.
this article, my friends? this thing is seriously killing time. Continue reading
on the occasion of my 33rd birthday, an older man i considered a professional mentor sent me a facebook message asking if i wanted children and whether i might help him continue his line.
i know, i know. long time no words. forgive me. in a life of approximately 9,000,000,000 projects (give or take a few), it is sometimes hard to remain a word factory in all available venues.
but yo, i’m back!
the world is a pit of drear and suck. let’s talk about totally superficially meaningful things.
ELVIS JEWLERY. Continue reading
GRAB ME MY SMELLING SALTS.
an extraordinary day has come.