July 2012
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Saltwater wells in my eyes. Like, ALL the time.
Here is a very incomplete list of some things I have had a disproportionate emotional reaction to:
1. My mother throwing out my broken-spined loose-paged copy of Charlotte’s Web in 1983
2. Finding out a friend’s show was sold out when it was my only free night to see it
3. Missing various trams/trains by seconds
4. The scene in Punky Brewster when Henry died
5. Pretty much any...
Everything's coming up Moses
I’m sober.
Really sober.
I’m in gym gear.
Really smelly gym gear.
I’m single.
Really single.
I’m 37.
REALLY 37.
And for the first time in my life, I live alone. Really alone.
All these things are pretty new, considering a month or two ago I was drunk, slovenly, in a sharehouse and not single. And you know what? Halfway through that sentence, even I stopped caring...
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Let me preface this blog by making a few predictions: I will get called an intellectual snob.
I’ll be told I am elitist, bookish, righteous…what have you, change the record. Oh and yes, of course I still use records. Perhaps some people think that owning vinyl is further evidence that I’m up myself? For God’s sake, I’m almost 40. Cut me some slack.
I’m also gonna disagree with some people who I...
