texts:

James: Listening to Zevon’s "Jungle Work" on repeat while reading back issues of Soldier of Fortune and cleaning my uzi.

Me: You only own one uzi?

James: Good point. It’s not really jungle work if you’re not dual wielding. 

debbiecountry said: What is the latest on your brother???

Having not spoken to him since…Christmas, I guess? he contacted me via Facebook a couple of weeks ago, asking if I could get him a job where I work. Since he lives 90 miles away and doesn’t have a car, that would require me to take him into my home until he’d saved enough money to get a vehicle and then a place to live, something that would take—and I’m being conservative here—forever. That, and the fact that he’s completely unreliable in any sort of work setting led me to telling him I would ask about hiring while knowing full well I’d do no such thing. Probably for the best, it seems, as barely a week later I began to see him posting weird declarations of True Love to some lucky lady, which means—I guess—he found some dummy to take him in for awhile, and I’m off the hook. For now.

(Source: memewhore)

(Reblogged from -lovelymoon)

Seems I’m about two weeks late to the Cy Twombly Just Died party. Too bad. I liked that guy’s stuff. 

bigredrobot:

TMI Tuesday. Let’s do this. Ask me about movies, music, design, comics, which dogs are the best and whatever else, I guess.

I say I never do this, but this is the SECOND time I’ve done this. No one asks anything. Why do I care.

bigredrobot:

TMI Tuesday. Let’s do this. Ask me about movies, music, design, comics, which dogs are the best and whatever else, I guess.

I say I never do this, but this is the SECOND time I’ve done this. No one asks anything. Why do I care.

(Reblogged from bigredrobot)

Famous artist/puppet maker Wayne White has been doing some kind of artist-in-residency thing here in town for the last month or so, and his visit concluded on Saturday with a puppet parade through part of downtown, ending in the old cemetery behind the Baptist church on Texas Street. It was pretty cool, and for once I was impressed by the city’s local art council’s ability to bring someone really legit to town.

The highlight of the event, though, was hands down me seeing this guy that looked exactly like a young Ned Beatty. 

My Favorite Text I’ve Ever Sent, Ever, 11 July 2014:

Does my face look like this toilet? Be honest.

Transcript of text exchange between my friend James and me, 10 July 2014:

Me: I just overheard two coworkers discussing the Middle East, and one of them said something along the lines of “we’ve been having trouble with them since King Arthur.”

James: You never heard of the Crusades? King Arthur vs Saladin (I think he was the wizard who trained Merlin).

Me: Where does Radagast the Brown factor in?

James: Those hobbit books aren’t real history. They’re loosely based on actual events but all Hollywooded up.

Me: Much like every Piers Anthony novel.

James: Did he write Pigman?

Me: I think he wrote Deathstalker.

James: Pretty sure that was Frank Frazetta. You are way off your game this morning

Me: Frazetta—wasn’t that the country Aslan was from?.

I think that’s OZ. Aka the prison Aslan got sent to for being a Christian in Roman times.

Pictured above: the author, October 2009, about to enjoy the world famous taco-burger

First off, let’s all agree right now that “funny” music is the single worst thing in the world, and then we can continue:

A friend of mine showed me this thing the other day (which I realize is several years old, so don’t give me static for not being up to date on what people on the internet like) and I still can’t really get over how annoyed by it I am. 

This is the kind of song that nerds love, and it does that thing that nerds do, where they think that by being clever, they’re being funny. And god knows those two things are not the same at all. There’s also that other thing that nerds do, where they act superior about stuff that normal people like, like stupid pop songs that use the same four chords. 

Of course, the problem with that attitude is that just because a song uses the same chords as another, that doesn’t mean the two songs are the same: a hamburger and a taco got the same stuff in them, but that don’t make a hamburger a taco, or vice versa. You can’t seriously equate “With or Without You” with “Barbie Girl” and expect me to have anything approaching respect for what you’re doing. 

Unlike the famous fable, revolution won’t yield a fireworks show
Unlike the famous fable, revolution won’t end on July fourth