If you were like me, you spent a lot of time reading poetry in college. And you may have, like me, memorized and analyzed the hell out of a Wallace Stevens poem called “Thirteen Way of Looking at a Blackbird.” What’s that? You didn’t? Hm. Well, this isn’t about you, is it? Is today YOUR [...]

Yesterday was my birthday. I turned 33 years old. I’m too tired to write any more, about anything. The past six months or so have been all about Red Bat Photography and endless work. Every day I see more signs of exhaustion on my face and in the way my mind skitters from one topic to [...]

Click to embiggen. Chew cardamom pods and stare at the screen; strain eyeballs to keep up with the rendering; end up in weird but entertaining states of mind; drink PBR in a clear goblet with ice cubes stacked under a plump slice of lime; enjoy the possibilities! Oh, and listen to the birds chirping channel [...]

Bring your brains over here. Now! Look into my mouth and feel Destruction! Feel Apocalypse! Feel What The Hell Is That Pink Flappy Thing?!

Confusion is commonplace. Here’s what’s strange: moments when everything happening suddenly comes together and makes sense. Do these last long enough to be dissected, their meanings recorded? Not very often. They mostly lead to action of the sort that isn’t even advisable. I don’t know if what I write will be coherent, but I can’t think [...]