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England’s breath

Right-o. I was just in Eng­land for two weeks. I went to see the Mute Short Cir­cuit event — which, duh, was one of the high­lights of my life — and see old friends and travel around and just soak in cask ale. All of the above was accom­plished and felt won­der­ful. As you may […]

3170 miles / W through 34° 14′, S through 4° 32′ / 43 hours

I’m on my third day as a San Fran­cisco res­i­dent. I thought about writ­ing a thing before leav­ing, in the generic-life-update-for-a-blog cat­e­gory, but I fig­ure the only peo­ple who look at this thing (well, who might look at it if it ever had any­thing new) are peo­ple who already knew I was mov­ing to SF, […]

The power of a word

As soon as I said “interim”, the pieces fell into place. I swear, I nearly heard the click­ing. I’ve said it before, and it never felt more true: noth­ing about me is ever true until I actu­ally say it.

Getting older isn’t as confusing as getting older

[dis­jointed entry alert: sort of writ­ing this one on assign­ment, as it may be] Peo­ple have accused me of liv­ing in the past. This is sim­ply not true — I just don’t appre­ci­ate the present until it’s become the past. I think it started when I was around 15. I have (had?) very few mem­o­ries of […]

The Sorrows of Young Whatever

Every­thing ever said about the rel­a­tiv­ity of time — be it seri­ous or jokey or wrong — is right. Short expanses of time can be unen­durably long, long stretches of time can pass by with­out notice, and now lasts for­ever while the past and the future never existed and never could or will. I whiled […]

a hauntology of mine

my haunto­log­i­cal place is all over amer­ica, and prob­a­bly all over the world. it is the edge of town, the edge of the sub­urbs, where they start to turn into the coun­try, on a cool, humid, misty summer’s night, with every­body in their homes and most lights turned out, and still­ness all around. i will […]

damn, it was a good day (micah’s end-of-the-quarter remix)

RIT has been whomp­ing my ass this year, and i respect­fully, glee­fully, doff my hat to it and wish another aca­d­e­mic year adieu (well, tem­porar­ily, as i’m tak­ing sum­mer classes). ergo, i awoke late today and had a great day. for two hours, i read the newest novel by my favourite author: good to be god […]

self-evident truths

hm, it is a pretty good ep, i sup­pose, but that’s not what we’re here to dis­cuss. actu­ally, wait — a self-evident truth is one that needs no proof, right? crap, guess that’s the wrong sub­ject header for this post. well, er, maybe it’s half cor­rect. some things are obvi­ous to every­one else until they happen […]

let’s see…what’s new…

hmmm… tues­day night yoli and i went to toronto for the de/vision & seabound show. seabound kicked ass, as usual, and de/vision were MUCH bet­ter than when i saw them last spring in philly. open­ing act was glenn love, who was one of the shit­ti­est EBM musi­cians i’ve seen in a very long time. this […]

100 things that make me happy

yoli and i did this last five years or so ago. for­get how we came up with the idea, but the goal is to write 100 things that make you happy. the restraint i placed on myself regards music/film/etc. i.e. it’s a cop-out if i write all the bands i like, so i won’t. also, these […]

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