This house is condemned, but I still find it weirdly compelling. I'm not at my best. Not even a little. But in spite of the horrors, here I am, trying to write and make art like some sort of delusional squirrel trying to cross a road. Who am I kidding. I haven't made any new …
I'm trying to be zen. I'm trying. Perhaps the zen part of my brain broke this week. Possibly. It seems likely. Is there a zen repair shop? It'll probably cost too much. Everything does these days, and this is why my zen is broken. Anyway, my apologies, y'all, for conceding to the capitalism hellscape by …
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The title of this blog post may make no sense. Hey, it describes the what's in the photo, does it not? This entertaining creation sits on a table in a local coffee shop. This particular coffee shop has been through it. I love its tenacity. Its vibes. But it seems like nearly everywhere is going …
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