Five days ago, I poked needles through my ears. Or, rather, the guy at the tattoo shop poked needles through my ears. The inside of my ear lobe itches. It’s insanely annoying. I don’t know if you know this, but you can’t scratch there. Someone suggested I jiggle the earring, to simulate scratching. I tried … Continue reading “Holes…”
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DIR5bcpr-X8 Honestly, there’s nothing snarky or funny I could write, to make this any better. This is quite possibly the best thing Hollywood has ever thought of.
It’s New Years Eve and I’m full of empty promises, I half pretend to keep this time, just like last year. The band is loud and I’m wandering the shadows, wishing I was never here. I persevere. A crowded room, these whitewashed tombs, they raise their glasses high, they kiss the past goodbye. This New … Continue reading “New Year’s Eve – A Musical Interlude”
I guess my work doesn’t find my blog work appropriate. When I go to the homepage, the proxy blocks it. It’s weird, though, because the dashboard, where I write the updates, remains clear. So, I guess, it’s not okay to visit my blog, but it’s okay to write. You’re sending me mixed signals here, work.
Havisham: My good man, have you seen the latest from that young artist, H.W. Puelle? Mason: I have not. Tell me, what is it? Havisham: It’s a statement on war. Mason: Does he have a point? Havisham: I’m not sure. The entire painting is covered in red paint. He claims this is the blood of … Continue reading “The Art of (Misunderstanding) War”
Her eyes are blue, the color of the sea. I could get lost in them. Swirling in the vortex, I grasp desperately for something to cling to. While my mouth opens and closes, nothing comes out. Not a squeak. Not a sound. Perfect spheres, which embody everything I love about this world. They flitter and … Continue reading “A Glimpse into the Eyes of Strangers”
In this epic review, I take on the game, about a basketball star, which wasn’t Shaq-Fu. Also, Ideal Comics, my comic book company, has decided to run our first serialized novel, written by myself and some other guy. You can read the first chapter at our site. It’s classic, sci-fi pulp stuff.
Today is Boxing Day in Canada. I was very disappointed to learn that this holiday does not include exchanging blows with your neighbors. Once again, Canada, you have deceived me.
I’m playing through Final Fantasy VIII again. I haven’t played this game in 10 years, and I hated it back then. It’s weird. The premise of the game is decent, though I find the idea of teenage mercenaries a little hard to swallow. But, it’s Japan, so you have to let a few things slide. … Continue reading “On Fantasies of the Final Variety”
I learn about more of my friends’ relationships ending on Facebook. I think it’s possible that my friends just don’t like talking to me… So, I never hear about the things that are happening in their lives. Of course, for the sake of my self-esteem, I prefer to imagine their relationship breaking… Their eyes wet … Continue reading “BRB, Facebooking — :*(“