I’m starting to think that years are like Star Trek movies: only the even ones are good.
Corporate Garbage – Now With Weaseling!
I got this friendly email from a Sony flack this morning. Note the weird formatting; this thing is a total cut-and-paste job. Not that I expected anything less… Hello Adam, Thank you for writing us. Sony Computer Entertainment America (SCEA) has launched a street art advertising campaign as an innovative […]
Corporate Garbage
So, I’m walking back from Jamie’s place when I come across this newspaper machine that’s surrounded by garbage and covered in stickers. It’s all part of some Sony PSP viral marketing campaign. I ran home to grab my camera to take pictures, but by the time I got back to […]
Thoughts on Infertility
Here’s the thing: I’m infertile. Really. For all my lustiness, my buckling of swash, my war cries of love that frighten the neighborhood children and send people running for church, my boys just don’t swim. They barely twitch. I don’t know how long this has been going on, but I’m […]
Once upon a time, insomnia ruled the Universe
Eight years ago, I’d have these nights where I couldn’t sleep, so I’d roll out of bed, huddle in front of the keyboard and write. What I wrote probably wasn’t that great. Twentysomething angst plus crap job plus living solo equals tortured prose. Every time I think about putting everything […]