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The Barn: A Haven For The Starving Artist

There’s enough space for it to become anything members can imagine—and considering the level of creativity in the people involved here, I’m guessing it’s going to be spectacular.

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The Bad Road

The whiskey-passer put his hand on my knee, his thick thumb swishing back and forth like a cat’s tail before it pounces. Time stopped.

Set My Sleep Number to 666, So That the Second I Open My Eyes in the Morning, the Bed Catapults My Flailing Body Straight Into the White-Hot Heart of the Sun

I looked out the window again. The same dumb-ass trees were still there. I looked at the scotch in my backpack.

Vintage Year

The story is simple, barely existent, and yet rather unusual

Big Bird in Baghdad

Big Bird was my pal and Big Bird never lied. Suddenly, the channels whipped passed again, landing on Fox News. I entered the war the next day.

To Be Young and Homeless

If we ever want to break this cycle, break this chain of poverty and desocialization that passes down the generations, leading to so many other problems that affect our culture and drain our resources… this is the best chance.

I Want To Believe

it’s amazing how many moments that are supposed to be important and memorable just end up being awkward affairs where I sit around thinking “is this it?” while trying not to fart and ruin things for everyone else.

State of Dissatisfaction

We Americans are a dissatisfied lot, my own drives cripple me, and the sad state of the affairs that is the Super Bowl

Supertime

It’s super.

Synthesis Travel Tips

a helpful list of handy hints that are sure to make your next plane ride a breeze.

Some Visible Sound

A hole lay open in the ground

Father John Misty: live at the El Rey Theater January 18th, 2015

Tillman, a consummate showman, cavorted his lithe frame across the platform throughout the night

Taxes Aren’t Scary

The more knowledge I have about my taxes, the more I can plan for their role in my life.

Horoscopes for January 26th, 2015

Behold, the Future.

Arrested

He was turned out in the dark 20 miles from home.

Dust and Cobwebs – Final Thoughts

Over these weeks, as we cleaned and cried and shared these memories, a sense of ease settled over us. It was like finding no monster under the bed.