This ain't the place to air out the circumstances of a life pitched to confront challenge. I'll skip the exposition, then; it would add nothing to this. It's in the angle, anyway, that it would get so damned steep.
Of all the bullshit, there's a lot of delusion going on. I don't want the bullshit, and I don't want the delusion... Read More
Earthquake smerthquake, I mean what's up with this plate tectonics in the face of the plight of mortal man, right?
Too asleep to be so blissfully self-involved as to mean that really, then, I woke up to the shaking of the bed. "Earthquake, weird, not terrible", then I was back out. It really tires you... Read More
Trip out on that, right. "Reality bubbles". I'm not completely joking, there.
and I need breakfast, and it's too fucking early to be up on a day in my sole fucking break in 15 months. If I walk down to the Subway, I'll probably look like an asshole, and it will definitely suck as a walk.
They have breakfast sandwiches, there.... Read More
Brief rundown: I'm in the Army. If I claim a "home city", it's more fantasy than anything, whereas I have no "home city". I live where the Army sends me. My only family is in Clovis, CA -- parents, grandparents, uncles and in-laws. Not married, never been -- not for lack of want of affection.
Guns
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When I show people my gun collection, they usually get really scared. "Here are my guns," I say, as I randomly aim and mock fire two fully loaded magnums. "These magnums could blow anybody's head off, but I also like to collect guns that aren't as deadly." Of course, the other guns are just as deadly. But I think... Read More
It's going to take a few moments to wipe this blog clean of its previous cruft. I'm not even sure what nonsense I'd written in this, but I am sure that I intend to expunge this blog of it -- time allowing.
Until then, this note may be enough, to the point. This blog restarts here.
....... And I see you are going to an art museum...LACMA is one of my favorites!!
