Philosophy
Smashing Bottles at the Feet of Dancing Girls
When I was twenty five I wrote these little articles for rock magazines. The pay sucked, but there were substantial fringe benefits. Swag, parties, butt kissing. And once again, I was sort of popular. You’re not as bored when there’s things to do. Go figure. One day I wrote a story about a local band….
Death Comes Knocking
Sometimes we need motivation to get things done. Here’s one. You’re going to die Soon there will be blackness. You won’t be aware of the blackness. It will not be frightening, or pleasant. And after that, I don’t know… You can pretend that everything matters. You can pretend you are invincible. You can pretend whatever…
The Troll and The Samurai
There’s a little bastard of a troll who lives inside all of us. He drools and spits and scratches and screams in an orgiastic display of self-serving mental masturbation. Except he doesn’t look like a troll. He looks like you and me. He looks like pretty girls, priests, football geeks, engineers, high school heroes –…
My Pickup Mantra
[quote] One more approach It’s always the next one One more approach It’s always the next one One more approach It’s always the next one One more approach It’s always the next one [/quote] No matter how bad it’s going, how mean the girls are, how poor your state is, just repeat this mantra……