A Glimmer of the Inner Lake

The ball game sure did not come up with curve balls. If anything, it might have came up with the term. The real curve balls take place in real life. Hardball or softball, curve balls will come and go. Sometimes I willingly take the curve ball and duck the hardball. I will admit the mystery of curve balls. In every ball, curvy, hard, or soft; they will hit you. The way you take any hit is entirely up to you and your maya.
I would like to take time out of my life to discuss Rumpelstiltskin with you.
He is fucking stupid. READ MORE »
Well, it’s been almost a full year and it’s just about time for Noel to snap and go to the dark side again! Will anyone be able to talk him back with reason or will he have to be put down like the dog he is? Guest starring: George W. Bush!
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Synchronous Timings are often reduced to mindless coincidences. I swim in glad, freeing circles and smile now in the cooling water about memories of the past and visualizations of the future. READ MORE »
Howdy Authobiographicals, welcome to the forty-third exposé of HACK. If you’ve made it this far, don’t forget the footnotes.*
Insensatography (n.) – the life story, real or otherwise, of an inanimate object.
Events have overtaken me. No new piece this week. Here’s one worth seeing again from a few years back:
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“There is not a star in the sky but one searchlight, the moon gleams with a smile.” my daughter announces to me. READ MORE »
Howdy Meltedcheesedeks, welcome to the forty-second continuation of HACK. If you’ve made it this far, there’s a silver lining just over that horizon behind you.
OK folks, here’s how this is going to play out. First I write a few self-referential paragraphs to get it out of my system, while simultaneously holding everything else in. Next, a nice little story about Vineland, NJ to help us forget that any of this is (not) real. Finally, a bunch of unrelated, recently taken pictures. If we have a deal, you may read on… READ MORE »
I’m just going to put this one up in the air, because I guess someone has to. There is no legitimate argument against same-sex marriage. None! Or rather, put more accurately, any legitimate argument against same-sex marriage is also an argument against marriage itself in general. That’s the shape of it. I’d rather be talking about Batman villains right now, but there we are. What? You’re confused? Oh, no, I didn’t say there weren’t any arguments against same-sex marriage, just that they’re all stupid and wrong! Let’s run down some of them so I can underline this point.
Marriage is for tools. Now wait, before the irrational reptilian part of your brain begins to immediately object. Let me explain. I do not mean to imply that if you are married, you are a tool. I am actually trying to directly come and state it. That marriage is for tools. You tool. Okay. NOW feel free for your reptilian emotional response. I’m just saying, I’m not drinking the Kool-Aid on this one, gang. Inflammatory remarks aside, marriage is an antiquated social institution that dates back to the days when human beings were considered property. Like? SLAVERY. Just. Saying. People aren’t property. Humans have invented all sorts of new meanings for marriage on a semantic and social level, but at the underlying core it is still about property. At least that’s how I see it through the lens of my outsider logic.
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