It occurs to me that I have never actually told you all about my Stan Lee Says He Is My Father dream. I know what that sounds like, when I call it that - some crazy dream about the co-creator of the Marvel Universe turned even-more-shameless charlatan having produced not only seminal runs on comics [...]
I can still remember the day this was taken, and the way everything seemed to be turned up too loud. We’d just broken up, literally the day before, and it hadn’t really sunk in yet (Well, for me, at least); we’d both agreed to help a friend out by being models for photo reference she [...]
For years, this man was my partner in crime and the kick up the ass when I needed it. Like many of the important people in my life, I really don’t remember my first meeting with Andy at all; it’s all lost in vague “Maybe I met him then? I’m not sure”s but as I [...]
Lisa was, without any of us realizing it at the time, the center of our social universe. This despite that fact that she wasn’t necessarily part of our social universe in the same way that the rest of us were. She didn’t always come to the clubs with us, and she always had a life [...]
I’m hardly the most superstitious man in the world, but I have developed a sneaking suspicion that this past week may have been cursed by some unknown, cosmic power dressed in whatever the real-life version of Steve Ditko pants and handgestures may be. Not only have I suffered my own, for-now-still-to-be-left-undiscussed, surprise drama, but friends [...]
I am somewhat in love with these two spam comments left on here, if only because they seem like freeform poetry:
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There’s clearly something about the winter months that make me hibernate, in terms of blogging. I have no idea why; it’s certainly not planned, and if you’d asked me in advance whether I was planning to spend most of the first couple of months of the year silent, I would’ve looked at you like you [...]
One of my favorite discoveries since moving to Portland has been the concept of work dates. It’s not just the “getting out the house while still getting work done” aspect of it that I adore so much - although, don’t get me wrong, I love that part of it - and neither is it the [...]
My old place of work had a particular culture that couldn’t really, in all honesty, be described as “corporate” - Something that, genuinely, was a plus for the place as much as that sounds like a diss - but at the same time, wasn’t anything like the real world either (Something ably demonstrated by the [...]
It’s been a while, hasn’t it? The reason for that is, I went on vacation. And, as I’ve discovered since moving to America, vacation doesn’t actually mean “time off” as much as it means “time pushed to either side.” Maybe it’s just me, but everytime I get near vacation that doesn’t involve my work actually [...]
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