Rosebud

So 30 years ago this coming Sunday my mother popped me out of her body and into a sterile and frigid room deep in the heart of Springfield, Massachusetts, U.S.A., or so I've been told, having no recollection of the event myself. Yeah, a "milestone" of a birthday (or so Hallmark would have us believe) that I no longer fear nor dread. My youthful and ( Read more... )

I normally avoid these LJ meme things like a neo-con running from psychotherapy but goddammit, I never write into this humbling piece of futility anymore so I might as well submit like the bitch I know I can be, just this once, for the sake of The Audience of Nil. Clicky and enter the year you graduated into the search bar ( Read more... )

LET'S DO THE TIME WARP AGAIN

Satan is Real! and he has joined forces with his supposed better half to tempt me with young Pentacostal women. The looong, natural hair, free of chemical additives, the flowing ankle-length skirts, sexier than a thousand pairs of hot pants, the harder-to-get-into-than-a-CIA-briefing essence they dart forth with their mascara-free eyes, knowing ( Read more... )

A peculiar thought hit me earlier today as I was shaving. What if such a person existed who had absolutely no concept of metaphor whatsoever? Not so much from a lack of intellect or anything like that but rather he/she had some sort of strange and extremely rare physiological condition in their brain that made conceptualization of it completely ( Read more... )