Month: February 2017

New Maps of Hell

In my office, at work, which I never actually go in to, I have a wooden bowl containing five plastic potatoes. I have a lava lamp. I have a Lite-Brite. I have a wooden Vietnamese croaking frog. I have a 2016 Cattle Mutilators wall…

Awooooo!

You know the drill: you’re on vacation, you go to a bar or club or something, and the owners stick a performer out there on a guitar with instructions to “keep ’em happy so they’ll keep buyin’.” Usually the musicians in question are fairly…

50

As of tonight, when we arrived in Honolulu and checked in to a hotel on Waikiki Beach, I have now been to all 50 U.S. states.  I don’t count “changed planes in an airport” visits; I’ve stayed overnight in almost all states and the…

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