Archive for July, 2008

While Awaiting the Rack & Condemnation of the Religious Wrong…

July 30th, 2008

Subtitled: If my eye offends you, fuck you. It’s mine.
Tomorrow, the religious wrong, while pretending religion has nothing to do with it, will attempt to beat me over the head with their imagined moral authority and their too-real power. Chest-beating Christians will circle around me in a vulturous group, waiting [...]

Shapeshifters, Sexy Ghosts, and Other Mysterious Blobs

July 27th, 2008

I recently had cause to remember The Year that Blew My Mind. It wasn’t mind-blowing in a good way – the oyster of the world didn’t open up and reveal any grand pearls of wisdom – instead, my gray matter was challenged to find reason for the unreasonable, and causes for the inexcusable. [...]

God, the USPS, and me - the next Charles Bukowski.

July 20th, 2008

Leaning back in the cheap office chair, his hands behind his head, the Bastard tries to defend the indefensible. If pressed by the God he believes in, he would have to admit to being drunk with power and high on self-satisfaction, but God is a long ways off and he has years of Sundays [...]

The House of Glamma & the Art of the Human Canvas

July 13th, 2008

One of the wonders of the human canvas lies in its ability to be customized to reflect an individual’s personality and character. The sensual nature of Cleopatra is expressed through eyes lined in dark kohl. The exotic brand known as Cher came to fame in glittering, belly-baring gowns. Farrah Fawcett capitalized on [...]