There's not much to report. I've been 4-tracking like a maniac, hanging out with the girlfriend, and smoking a lot of pot. Next week I start temping again, at a law firm. I have to wear a tie.
Tenacious D rules.
So I guess I'm retiring this blog. Part of me feels like I need to make some sort of eulogy or something; part of me just wants to move on already.…
The first sentence of this post was "Finally, some breathing room," and then as I was in the middle of the second sentence I got handed…
Kinda hard to imagine Thomas Pynchon (and not, say, Tom Robbins) writing this paragraph, but there it is on p. 99 of "Inherent Vice":…