What those like me do for fun when in an ecological sewer…..

I despise places that I have no comprehension of.  I despise my necessity to interact with people who do not live/make decisions through logic.

I simply, as my elitist nature makes a necessity, encapsulate myself in the relative oddity of the situation.  Recently, after deciding that I didn’t ‘cotton’ to the neighborhood I was in by happenstance, I decided to be wasteful to satisfy my mind.…

Tenses, proofreading and why they do/don’t matter…

First off, I must say that, in my perception..sometime in the the mid-1990’s, print newspapers seemed to fire all of their proofreaders (or they simply saw the proverbial writing on the wall, and decided, “Well, fuck it; I’m now obsolete)”.  I can’t name one regional or national print newspaper from +/- 1997 onward that didn’t make consistent and absurd errors in tense, context, etc.…

Saw Cock & Defeated the Climate the Moment I Arrived in Fresno….

I’m hesitant to ask locals if this is something not unusual just because it will always be magical to me, that, the first time I took a walk in Fresno, 1 block later outside of a casino, I am confronted with this:

(hopefully my tone conveys the degree to which/how often my life feels like it spontaneously becomes a deranged cartoon vignette). …