Retro*Grade

Hello world. Hello Imaginary Friends. I return to you more whole than when we last visited. I was lost in an ocean of myself. I assure you it was a pretty fucked up place to be. Imagine that 2000 vehicle The Cell directed by Tarsem Singh. You remember it had Jennifer Lopez and, she “believably” […]

The Memory Box 2.0

hello world. Hello Imaginary Friends. How is everyone doing today? I hope this all finds you well. I am simply me. Tonight I cannot nor would I ask for more than that. Discard your romantic fantasies about dying and your trembling virginal gifts dear Imaginary Friends. Tonight none of them matter. It is about exploration […]

The Memory Box

hello world. Hello Imaginary Friends. tonight. thing’s are brighter. I am reporting to you live from somewhere in my cerebellum, an ocean of data is crashing at my toes. Thing’s have gotten rather dark in this my special little corner of myself. My white hot room is in disrepair. This I know to be true, […]

A Porno for you to Please Yourself To

hello world and Hello Imaginary Friends. Filling in for Certainty today is Anger. Fuck you Pamela Anderson. Fuck you Tila Tequila. Fuck you Jenny McCarthy. Fuck you entire culture stemmed in self masterburtory behavior that you think trading in tits for pseudo faux intellect is somehow an acceptable social change. Wait. Before you go thinking […]

Formulations of Things That Occur

Hello world. Hello Imaginary Friends. I am reporting to you from the white hot room, slightly adjacent to the black bug room but at least two more doors down from the red lounge. Today three things happened. A review of my book, We’re Gonna Talk About This was published. It was written up by the […]

An introduction to the end times…

Hello world. I warn you now look away. Today I “voluntarily resigned” at work. I use quotes because obviously I was fired but they presented this as an option to as they said, “save me the humiliation” of being escorted out. I do not even know where to begin with this. At first, when they […]

The Amazing Wage Machine and it’s Not So Amazing Moving Parts

Day jobs. Much like an ineffectual lover or a wishy washy friend who only shows up to celebrate the highs and vanishes during the all too common lows are all to common in our lives. I am not so much against the idea of working for a living as I am against the idea of […]

I’m not really here yet this is really happening

The older i grow. The less I feel I belong in my skin. The feeling of wandering to and fro inside this vessel depreciates the value of certain life experiences.   The idea of living somewhere you know isn’t home. It finds me late at night, cold and, desperate. I think back to the home I grew […]