Cool Kids

I fucking hated the years between 5 and 15. 16 to 25 were hit and miss. Now I’m 34 and I think I’m getting the hang of it. Maybe. I had a few… Read More →

Tag

I’m doing this because I’m narcissistic. I’m stopping it here because I have an overwhelming urge to tag people who hate this sort of thing, and I want to live another day. It’s a… Read More →

Panic

A terrifying thing happened to me last week. I received this email. The Client wants to SEE MY FACE. I mean, he’s seen it on Facebook and stuff. And I’ve spoken to him… Read More →

Perspective

Monsters are afraid of monsters too. Having said that, I know (damn, do I know), that though perspective is important, it takes a lot more than “happy thoughts” to dig yourself out of… Read More →

Irish?

Happy St. Patrick’s Day!

Caterpillar

More magic, please. Look closely. Thank you.

Crazy Daycare II

I’m done. They let me loose. Graduated Stigma cum Loud. Now I have to DO SOMETHING. Get work, or apply for financial assistance, or start a counterfeit operation. Gotta find a hobby. Gotta leave the… Read More →

Zeitgeist

It’s a magazine, a movie, and a movement. It’s a killer Scrabble word if you can finagle it. Don’t let this word befuddle you nor leave you gobsmacked. It’s a lovely bit of language. Some would… Read More →

Crazy Daycare

I was sent to a place that exists somewhere between the psych ward and the Outside World. Norms call it “Day Hospital”. They have snacks and basket weaving. There’s individual therapy, group therapy,… Read More →