After Sunrise

That last three minutes of “Before Sunrise” (1995) are always a punch to my gut. The inevitability of the end of the shining relationship. The rising of the sun burning away the evening of dreams and possibilities. Collapsing infinite potentials into a concrete reality. Exposing the detritus of the night’s revelry. Exchanging uncertainty on the …

New Year, Old Life

At the beginning of 2021, I’ve taken to actually using the full potential of my living space. All of these pieces of entertainment gear, which have previously been scattered and disused in my last apartment, are now together, connected, and usable. As such, I’ve started pulling old audio tapes from the mothballs. For a time …

bAdwords

Google doesn’t give two shits, a fuck, or a good god damn about my blog, because I’m not an Adwords customer. And I’m fine with that. I’ve never run advertising on my sites. This is a labor of love, and I personally foot the bill, paltry as it is. Do I give a fuck, two …

Tunnels

In high school — a much gentler time — in the sighing hour after school let out, when I was supposed to be walking home to my nervous mother, I would sometimes dawdle around campus, haunting the hallways without need of a hall pass, breathing in the open-air spaces between buildings, poking at the toys …