in a 1960s French film somewhere…

Huh?

humor of the dark

birds

  • Well, fuck. Time once again to thin the herd. Though I don’t consider myself particularly foulmouthed in person, my journals are sprinkled liberally with salty language. As with anyone, some of my ideas have a stench about them. The good stuff has already been gleaned & polished. It’s the scat that’s left. I wish that… Read more

  • This is for the Birds

    Like everyone, I’ve pondered what’s to be done with my remains upon expiring. It’s unfortunate that mummification fell out of fashion. Initially I planned to donate my body to science. They use human remains for many things, some as organic crash-test dummies. I learned that from Mary Roach’s book Stiff. My following choice was to… Read more