Unfit for office: “What principles define how you live?” The game: Dolphins at Patriots The beer: Twisted Fate (The) Other Bubbles Dry Irish Stout The result: Loss, 15–10 The record: 1–4 The headline: “Son of a bitch!” – Van Halen, “One Foot Out the Door” The commentary: The reason for choosing the back half our […]
Read Which Way to Mecca, Jack? for a third time.
Motherfucker.
Paging Stanley Morgan: “Name the professional athletes you respect the most and why” The beer: Peroni Lager The headline: “I wanna be your favorite dog, baby.” – Andre Williams, “I Wanna Be Your Favorite Pair of Pajamas” The commentary: Today it’s “Day One” asking about respectable athletes, at training camp in early August it was […]
Boom goes the cannon: “List three books that have had an impact on you and why” Days-old daily prompt? Week-late Volume 16? It must be an election year! Two apostrophe-S authors drove much of the playlist this year. Joe Banks’s Hawkwind: Days of the Underground—Radical Escapism in the Age of Paranoia provides a sub-subtitle for our […]
Replicating success: “Where do you see yourself in ten years?” The beer: Harpoon Celtic Red Ale The regular season: 4–13 The playoffs: N/A The headline: “Can you picture what will be?” – Doors, “The End” The commentary: (Continued.) Captain Beefheart’s “Bills Corpse” is a missed opportunity, sure, but Trout Mask Replica and its collection of […]
I’ve been trying to pronounce “bloganuary” for a damn month.
So far in 2024 I’ve completed five books, which (according to Goodreads math) puts me two ahead of schedule toward a goal of forty-five. (Technically, I started Melissa Maerz’s five-star—of course—Alright, Alright, Alright: The Oral History of Richard Linklater’s Dazed and Confused at the end of December.) I sometimes read two at a time, pairing […]
First of all it would read, not say. Come on. Years ago I was browsing stock imagery and stumbled across one of what appeared to be a family of tennis players. This photo is two kinds of gonzo—it’s so specific and staged and weird, but also nowhere to be found on the internet any longer. […]
I don’t know, what was your first car, and who was the childhood best friend you picked up on the way to high school—called what now?—and then your first job—doing what now?—and, later, the football game to cheer on the fighting… whozits? There is daily-prompt transparency, there is identity-theft transparency and there is whatever the […]
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