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Beep beep boop

I have plagiarized the title. To be fair, in my head when I imagine the sound of computers processing, it is in sets of five not three. 783 more words

Letters

The Last Full Measure of Devotion

It’s not about patriotism, flag waving, or bragging that our causes were just. It’s not about a long holiday from work to grill and drink beer and celebrate our freedom to feast. 492 more words

Navel Gazing

Videogame metal

My recent review of Sigh’s latest album Graveward got me thinking. In it, I jokingly described the band’s music as “videogame metal” because its songwriting and blend of intricate guitar leads and synth melodies remind me of the songs featured in the games I loved in my youth. 1,313 more words

Navel Gazing

Music Was Better When I Was A Kid

Nostalgia. It’s a hell of a drug. Like freebasing your youth, or some other pithy metaphor. For me, I wish I could say it was grunge or Sub Pop but if I’m truly being honest, I was too young to care. 289 more words

Place No Blame

I’ve been thinking a lot about forgiveness. Earlier today, Kerri read an article to me and the author, someone with terminal cancer, wrote that blame is a waste of energy. 219 more words

Truly Powerful People

Summoning Up

When I was old enough to be driving, but young enough still to be living with my parents, I was returning with my mom from a shopping trip at the mall, when I drove over a mouse in our garage. 2,138 more words

The cannibals, the navel gazing, the slipcovers and me.

The last year or so, I’ve been very conscious, careful not to indulge what I call my imaginary-future-self. Most of my life, I’ve had a habit of doing otherwise. 705 more words