I’ve had this Theory bouncing around my head for awhile, and as I haven’t posted jack-squat on this here sweet blog o’ mine in many…
(Spoiler alert: I spoil it a bit if you haven’t read it. Continuing…) A few weeks back I found myself stuck at O’Hare with a…
(This blog shall return.) However, the Love Boat of my life has hit an iceberg of Exciting and New and I must attend to the…
Some books I read because I think I should… (currently Ayn Rand’s The Fountainhead — I’ve been self-describing as a Libertarian Sympathizer for long enough…
Taking the bait once again, I took a chance on Vampire Weekend. Hooked! I try to ignore the shout-outs scattered through my monthly deluge of…
Now that it’s February, I’m coming around on this one. Thy cynical side of me thinks that the Top-10 List is just a lazy way…
Reading a Graphic Novel is like watching a movie. Sometimes you care about the words. Sometimes the pictures tell the story. Sometimes the pictures and…
Since I can’t seem to finish the real posts I’ve been working on, here’s a few things I picked up from the latest Wired, posted…
“I snogged the drummer,” she said. “That’s cool!” I replied, “Uhh, isn’t it?” The conversation above was my second introduction to The Wildhearts. The first…
… but they don’t like to be alone with me.