Eat my used tampon, fuckers!

Experimental screaming: “What’s the best way to build self‑confidence?” Listen. Times are tough all over—war, poverty, unemployment, inflation, Christo-fascism, autocracy, repression, corruption, etc. But one care-free afternoon in April I checked the ol’ inter-blog for a creamy fix—I do this to remember what my favorite album is from a given year—and my custom-HTML’d homepage grid […]

Far too many notes for my taste

Scene: it’s autumn. Route 1 along the North Shore (title case) of Massachusetts—rather, “Old Route 1,” to distinguish it from the stretch with strip clubs and furniture outlets and orange dinosaurs. The scenic portion with private schools and shuttered restaurants and blind intersections that almost kill you (truth). Radio: on. “Fire” by the Crazy World […]

What time is it? I don’t know, what day is it?

Expectations cannot help themselves. Sometimes, as during a post-Trump era of adults running the show, science and public health are regarded with respect and decisions are made in order to, you know, not let hundreds of thousands of us die. So any president after Trump would be and has been an improvement. For instance, expectations […]

Beer and football XI — week fifteen

The game: Patriots at Dolphins The beer: Devil’s Purse Shelby Rose Red Ale The result: Loss, 22–12 The commentary: And lo, how Rush nerds rue the Dolphins’ two-point conversion! As a quick postscript to last week’s coverage of The Star Wars Holiday Special (which unexpectedly ballooned to over three thousand goddamn words), Chuck from Stuff […]