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Writers: Your Twitter Sh*t is Boring

Writers: Your Twitter Sh*t is Boring

It’s hard to imagine another person as utterly horrible as Hunter S. Thompson. Antisocial alcoholic drug addict who even failed as a narcissist. Verbally abusive, a liar, and a self-absorbed pedant. Not far behind him are people like Ernest Hemingway, Norman...
My Lemmy Memory

My Lemmy Memory

My Lemmy Memory: Lemmy Kilmister died yesterday. You might not be familiar, but trust me: he lives on in all of us. Lemmy accessed a deep reserve of antisocial anger and rebellion somewhere beneath the sheen of good times and prepackaged adolescence most know as Rock...
The Half-Brother I Never Met

The Half-Brother I Never Met

I didn’t know about my half-brother until the day my dad died. Before that day, only hints. My clueless old uncle asked about him once at Christmas when I was about sixteen. I overheard. My dad — with the help of my mom — anxiously hushed him up. I...
An Awful Bicycle

An Awful Bicycle

I found a picture of a bike just like one of my first. I was reminded of how awful it really was.       I didn’t even remember the “Jackrabbit” part. I think that stylish little nameplate was long-gone by the time I got mine in about...
Life is Like Oklahoma

Life is Like Oklahoma

Life is a lot like Oklahoma: Not very interesting most of the time. Most of the universe is a void. This single fact is very telling. See, most of life is a void, as well. It’s only appropriate “reality” TV is entirely scripted and unreal. People on...