Sick as Shit

Well I’m sick, with fever, and the 120 degree heat is making it totally miserable. I’ve been watching MTV India non-stop for the past few days and it finally caught up with me last night. I had the most creepy fever dreams of all time. There was all this sitar and flute music and these people (that I couldn’t see) were shouting, talking, and whispering in Hindi . You know how fever dreams can get, half asleep, half awake, sweating,... Read More

Stuff n’ Thangs

‘Stuff n’ Thangs’ list 4400: iTunes: GO TO HELL! I hate this program. Why the fuck didn’t the idiots at Apple make it so I could just drag and drop my fucking songs onto my iPod. I mean, you fuckers spent all this time coming up with a great little product that does damn near everything I want it to (freeze ups and bullshit battery life aside) and then you gotta be a fucking asshole about the way I load it up. iTunes sucks... Read More

The Ultimate Revolution

crude transcript of lecture by Aldous Huxley March 20, 1962 Berkeley Language Center – Speech Archive SA 0269 Moderator: {garbled}Aldous Huxley, a renowned Essayist and Novelist who during the spring semester is residing at the university in his capacity of a Ford research professor. Mr Huxley has recently returned from a conference at the Institute for the study of Democratic Institutions in Santa Barbara where the discussion focused on the... Read More

Back to the Future – by Brad I.

Maybe it’d be simpler to just sum up this 3-day saga into chewable little bits – portions ripe for consumption. Well, the truth is, I can’t – or rather – won’t do that. Fuck that. Life doesn’t spill out its narrative at that pace, no matter how much this all-encompassing ‘postmodern’ framework tries to convince us otherwise. It’s an epic, sprawling clusterfuck of success and failure, of sheer... Read More

Hell or High Water

I thought I was going to have to eat a gigantic slice of humble pie, but in reality it was just a shit sandwich.  It was October of 2005.  Hurricanes Katrina and Rita had smashed the shit out of much of New Orleans and the surrounding area.  Rumors were running rampant about mobs of armed thugs and the rule of the jungle.  I had just been sent home from an overseas detail under less than favorable terms.  Sitting in the tattoo chair in Ybor City... Read More

9-11

I’ve been working my ass off all week but by a stroke of luck we got today off. 9/11 bitches. So I took a Stacker 3 and powered through some shit here on the site just to keep this place relevant. Hell or High Water is a blast of pure New Orleans glory, an article about my trip down there for disaster relief. The Ultimate Revolution is a transcript of Aldous Huxley from back in the 60′s – just kinda cool if you got some time to tweak... Read More

Sea Creatures

Well here I am over in the shitbox again. I watched a haji piss in the dirt while smoking a cigarette today in 120 degree heat, my bro says to me “dude, these are dirt people”, well to be more accurate they are dirt monkeys but whatever. Oh fuck it.. I’ve got about a million things to do here but I’m totally fucking exhausted. I feel like time is sucking me into a whirlpool. I have nothing but free time but it is almost impossible... Read More

Infection

I feel like I have an infection, but its in my brain. “Where the fuck am I? What the fuck is going on?” The questions eat through several layers of meaning as I walk into another appropriated palace in ruins.  Another one of Saddam’s tributes to himself, a glass and marble mirrored erection protruding out of a barren landscape, now used to plan and execute the dismantling of all his tyrannical works.  Sadly the new occupants are just as oppressed... Read More

Subway

Deep within the steaming underground – beneath Los Angeles in August 2006 Down between the walls of shadow Where the iron laws insist, The hunger voices mock. The worn wayfaring men With the hunched and humble shoulders, Throw their laughter into toil. Subway – Carl Sandburg #gallery-2 { margin: auto; } #gallery-2 .gallery-item { float: left; margin-top: 10px; text-align: center; width: 33%; } #gallery-2... Read More

Back From The Dead

I find it almost surreal, like a new chapter in a play that seems to be rewriting history as it goes along.  I’m sure there will be a lot of acclaim and ridicule because of this insignificant sequence of events, in some circles the site has taken on somewhat mythic proportions.  I have heard my name praised and condemned by friend and foe alike because of my ridiculous scrawling here.  Truly I hope to reconnect with what I consider to be the... Read More