Monthly Archives July 2008

An Open Letter to Snails…

Dear Snails… Snailkind?
I recently moved to your area. I did not really know it was your area actually until tonight. In fact, until tonight I wasn’t sure snails actually existed in the wild. I believe until this evening the only snails I had ever seen were either in someone’s fish tank, or stuffed into mushrooms [...]

piking, old friends, and tom dicillo.

So I am in Jakarta, I have been here for a few days now. It’s still as hectic and as disorienting as I remembered it from my last visit almost eight months ago. It’s only been days, but it feels like forever.
I hate to say this, but there’s something about Jakarta that just pisses me [...]

change of seasons

Once in awhile, the gang would stumble upon shiny, sparky, somewhat interesting things. From art, to random shenanigans. From profound, to inexplicably stupid. The birds do, find things.

I’m just going to be blunt and say it. A lot of shit comes out of VFS, a lot. But, just like any other big corporate entity, the [...]

I never listened to the transitions on this album…

Sage advice harvested from hours of watching film, given to a loved one:
I love you dearly Reid, but you need to start destroying the rational. In a business sense it will aid you in looking forward
A reflection on a teen hood Acropolis of humor and gasps of air in between it :
These guys tried to [...]

Chicken or the Egg?

“Wow, I didn’t know that there were those many types of salsa”
” Yeah! I couldn’t believe it myself when i started working at senior Oregano’s, you can make salsa out of anything!”
” Yeah…”
I sighed heavily looking for something else to ask the girl standing next to me, but I was drawing a blank. Is this [...]

A Lack of Doing It Yourself

Information is defined as knowledge gained through study, communication, research, instruction, etc.; factual data. Age is defined as a generation or a series of generations. It is too bad that there is no definition for a terrible way to open a speech/term paper/statement/eulogy. I think this is a perfect opportunity to create a new word. [...]

are you muffins? muffincups, yes i am muffins.

I sit alone in an empty apartment, imagining all the things that I should be doing. Thanks to Mister Yong Haan, I have Cassino’s American Low stuck in my head.
I take things for granted, I really do. I take my friends for granted too, but more then often they take me for granted too. That’s [...]