Turning Cranks With No Thanks

I have seen the greatest minds of my generation copied, co-opted, ripped off, written over, memified, stolen, and misapplied whenever they put their best efforts into the work they post on the internet. I have no illusions that my own work has become grist for the mill. I’ve seen it. Most of my readers are …

Fractional Distillation

“History is a vagina,” my drunk brain thinks. “Damn, what a random and juvenile thing to say, but I should tweet that.” I didn’t tweet that because I knew it would not be good in the long run. Two beats later, another cluster in my drunk brain responds, “yeah, because we all come from it.” …

In the Valley In the Fold

How do we know god exists? We cannot see god, but we can see the evidence of god. Is cleavage boobs? No, cleavage is not boobs. We cannot see boobs. But we know boobs exist because cleavage exists. “Ah!” you say, “what about butt? Butt has cleavage!” That is true and good. We cannot see …

Pegged

Based on my YouTube suggested videos, Google thinks I’m a lefty urbanist who’s fascinated with trains, planes, bikes, walkable neighborhoods, civil infrastructure, and has a passing interest in science, psychology, sex ed, and questionable comedians. There’s some malignant threads of amateur radio and electronics tacked on for good measure. Damn, do they have me binned.