mental-health
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Gibberish is so much easier than storytelling, yet I tell stories with my gibberish.
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It just slapped me like a pissed off ex. Another forgotten memory. Boy, all it took was one mushroom trip during the pandemic, and those repressed, traumatic flickers blind you unexpectedly! This one? I’m lying on my back in a soaked field. The morning South Carolina dew is nearly ice. I was in boot camp.…
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This year, something changed. I can only speculate as to what happened, but that’s never stopped me.
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Read this with caution, or not at all. Your input is appreciated, yet inconsequential to my skewed psyche o’consequence. You’ve been warned.
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What a lousy thing to say, but it’s the truth. My wife asked how I stood there filming in the presence of screaming children and faces gushing blood; all while the heat of a demolished, yet still burning, apartment complex threatened to singe my facial hair. How? I didn’t have anything else to do. The…
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This was how I spent my day: Pac Man, guitar, SRV, repeat. It’s dual-vinyl, so there’s enough Stevie to go around. I’m not a bum; I got all the important things done early so I could play all afternoon. There were recordings made, but they weren’t good enough to share. I’m still tweaking all the…
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Well, good morning, all you shiny, happy people. That’s a lot of commas. Allow me to set the mood… This is the greatest debut album in the history of music. I can almost imagine the midnight journeys of Del & Axl navigating the Los Angeles wasteland in search of whiskey. The mid-eighties were a special…
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Good morning, all you shiny, happy people. Allow me to set the tone… I’ve got this spinning on vinyl next to me, and it’s truly reflecting the day. I caught glimpse of someone sizing up the moat, and I ventured to meet them with the Noisy Cricket. Luckily, it was only the HOA guy, who…
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First off, let me set the mood. I’ve got this spinning on vinyl next to me, and it’s really tickling all the right spots. So, I’m camped out on the couch having an existential crisis, when I remember I pay a hundred or so bucks a year for this domain. Writing is my therapy. Writing…
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We’re living in a world now where wars are fought with bombs…and retaliatory Lego videos. The rich can kill and insult at will with little chance of repercussions because the tech giants softened the blow. Metaphorical or virtual consequences hurt much less in the grand scheme of things. Between grand and step children, I can’t…
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The coffee touched my lips without springing much of a wake-up call. Is this going to be another dreadful Monday? I haven’t even bothered to check the weather. I’m failing as an old man. My schedule this morning says I’ve set aside time to work on the script and a song, but I’m already being…
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At exactly what point do we send two Jedi to negotiate? Can you imagine it? Qui-Gon and Obi-Wan are speaking with The President, he double-crosses them, and they’re forced to meet Donald Trump down on the planet’s surface because heesa being banished. See what I did there? My oldest daughter claims I’ve lost my “whimsey”.…
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So I’m sitting here watching my wife drizzle Nutella on my son’s toast like a Food Network groupie, and wondering how deeply the shaft of my upbringing goes. My mother would’ve thrown a thick square of butter on that bitch and couldn’t have cared leIss if it melted from the time of its slapping to…
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(As of this writing, this film is only available on Amazon Prime). This is so strange. As of this moment, there is no Wikipedia entry for the new film “S4 The Bob Lazar Story”. Insert X-Files whistle here… Here is the entry from IMDB: In 2023, the U.S. government acknowledged Dreamland, but not S4. Over…
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I’m going to make you click on it. Trust me, it’s the least you could do.
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It’s a new week and a new day. What better way to celebrate it than to get up early, down some covfefe, and blow the dust of my bicycle. I don’t have far to go to reach my personal health goals, and a few months of cycling would be just the way to cap it…
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Is it like this for everyone? I can’t ask anyone else because no one speaks to me. I’m not exaggerating in the slightest. Even complete strangers, who I’ve never screwed over, act as though they can see right through me. I think we all died on Y2K. I wished for this at some point. I…
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Prepare yourselves; this isn’t going to be easy for you to hear. Then again, perhaps I was the odd-one-out all those years and this is totally normal? That’s not necessarily a question, I’m just using the question mark for inflection. Not totally sure if that’s allowed within the rules of the English language but, again,…
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This morning, for the first time in months, I decided to get a bit more ‘motivated’. If you follow, then you already know where I’ve been all winter; here. Now that the annual thaw commences, I can start implementing all these crazy ideas I’ve had bouncing around in my head since before the holidays. I’ll…
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Well good morning, all you shiny, happy people! It’s The Reverend; who would’ve thunk it? Well, probably all of you by now. I LOVE IT when the WordPress AI image generator absolutely refuses to create a cover photo from my subject matter. Eat wieners, Skynet! The schizophrenic upstairs was finally taken away by the police…
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The annual Dallas deep-freeze… Last time I saw this much white, it took a dump in The Capitol Rotunda. My city is eerily silent, which is better than what I can say for others on this evening. Where are the Pepaws? Where are the Daddies? Where are the weird, war-wounded Uncles who freaked out at…
The Gonzo Wolf 