Bear stumbled through Roxbury intoxicated by his own grief, hoping desperately that somebody would say something. The right thing, the wrong thing. It didn’t matter. As long as it was in his direction. Just once. So he could unfurl the thick ball of aggression that burned
I use Grammarly’s plagiarism check because it’s easier than lying about using Grammarly’s plagiarism check, which is what I just did.
They MADE me post that. Seriously. For $50. In gift cards.
I didn’t want to post anything. I don’t have time
February 21, 2013 @ Words
I haven’t posted anything lately because:
1) I started teaching and it turns out teaching is not at all like the movies where you just get to show up drunk with a flask in your pocket and yell at your slacker students about “FUCKIN’ LIFE, MAN” and
December 5, 2012 @ Journalism
Watching Stefan Burnett (AKA Ride, the MC for Death Grips) on stage is like watching a poet, but not the Def Poetry kind of slam poet who yells incoherent rhymes about how much he loves weed. I’m talking about the real kind of poet — the intellectual poet who
November 21, 2012 @ Words
Hi, I live in Sacramento where we have been voted as one of the fugliest cities in the U.S. You see, we’re always topping some list of poverty or disgustingness. Guy Fieri is from here. His restaurant, Tex Wasabi’s, is a combination of sushi and barbeque food
I’ve been thinking a little bit about beards. No, I’ve been thinking a lot about beards.
The other day I drove past a hipster with a long beard. He couldn’t have been more than 23, but the combination of his overweight-ness, cutoff jeans, tuxedo print
November 11, 2011 @ Words
This is the only picture that pops up when you type "Meinphragm" into Google image.
It wasn’t the best review. It wasn’t the worst.
Here it is, if you want to read the whole thing yourself: