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Of self and others
One thing I have realized in my travels through this world is that you don’t have to like yourself in order to be happy with your life- but you do have to like what you do. The principals you li...
What's the best creepy summer song you've got?
There’s been this rotting deer carcass in my neighbor’s bushes for a couple weeks at this point. I checked on it today, and it’s almost down to fur and bones- but there’s still plenty of stench ...
Come a knock on our door...
I keep getting assaulted by these bits of memory from when I was very very young, about impressions and observations I had about adult men my own age currently. Some on TV, some real. John Ritte...
Political Independence
If you happen to find yourself a political partisan, lying to yourself about “them” and pretending you understand “them” better than they do, I would encourage you to reevaluate your standing ju...
Talking away...
I’ve seen this around, here and there, but only recently got sucked into kind of listening to it on a loop. Moods must create audio grooves like lock tumblers that particular tunes only real...
the mask of normal
I believe there’s two types of people in the world: normals, and weirdos. Each with a mask the other might wear. Most people are normals, per the inherent nature of term, and can be viewed eith...
A is for Avenue
Pulling consciousness out of nothing is quite the trick. Things make sense to look at them, now that we are adults. But do you remember when everything was just two dimensional shapes? Back wh...
My Greatest Regret...
Long ago, I was walking along a mill-pond lake of sorts, down by the Sanitarium in Traverse City, when I passed a group of three young women, probably half my age, and as I was approaching I hea...
Life Hacks For Degenerates
The next time you approach a busy line anywhere, say a gas station or bank, and find yourself dealing with the specific layout where the two people at the front of the line are clearly in line, ...
Strolling Across Town
There is an interesting little street on the other side of the river, about a block long, connecting the McManus Bridge to the old Industrial quarter (currently undergoing gentrification). The s...
The Black Stallion
Is a perfect movie. It moves me on a deep and profound level in what is, to me, the best tale of a loving relationship between a human and an animal. Dog’s might be “mans best friend” now, but ...
Roaring Brook
I am something of a ruthless adventurer when my curiosity is piqued. I’ll trespass if I think I can get away with it, and I’ll find someone to ask for permission if I don’t. If they say no, I’ll...
As long as you come back to me, I will never ask...
…for you I will be, the man in the iron mask. Stumbled into this incredible love song by Billy Bragg the other day via Spotify, and I can’t stop listening to it on a loop. There’s black com...
Stardate
NPR has this weird little one minute show from the McDonald observatory called “Stardate” that is my favorite thing about NPR. They play a little ambient piano rift and talk about the positi...
Returning Dreams
I get these odd little waking dreams, not as much as I used to sadly, of places that my imagination generates (I think?) and fills out with the subtle details of a lived-in world replete with a ...
Summer Thursday
I had the creeps this morning, though it passed by noon as the temperatures rose, and I’m not sure exactly where they came from. Something about the light. The way the shadows weren’t at all whe...
"For they could not love you, but still your love was true"
Sam Rockwell, one of my all time favorite actors since Lawn Dogs, has a pretty incredible scene in the newest season of White Lotus where he describes kind of coming around full circle on the ps...
I wanna go home
Heard someone say that mid panic attack earlier and it ran me over like a bus. Not just because I knew the home they were talking about was gone, as of last year. Not just because I share ...
The Night Hits Different
There is this long driveway past a couple old apple trees to a tall farmhouse that haunts my memory for some reason. Inside there were a bunch of puppies running around a laundry room with the...
I feel changed by it?
The ice storm was the closest thing to a religious experience that I’ve had in a while. Never seen anything like it. I live in a city, which for all intents and purposes is really just a town, b...
The Storm And Ensuing Darkness
The Nature of Projection
It takes time to make peace with yourself. It’s hard to accept that you’re not a good guy. Or a bad guy. It’s hard to stop punishing yourself for doing bad things, by doing more bad things. ...
Going Driftless
I’m beginning to get that Apocalypse Now eye. Twitchy. Paranoid. Unsure of anything. Not confidant in myself, or anyone. I feel like I aught to wake up. Like the dream has been revealed, and now...
People be unraveling
I have this…friend. “Had” this friend might be a better way to put it. We were extremely close for decades. Met in high school. He reminded me of my Grandpa- very warm, very generous, and we l...
before tiktok, we had the funny papers
I realized the other day how similar my tiktoking mirrors the time I used to spend reading the comics section, back before news consumption happened on the phone- when it still occurred dail...
