The most interesting thing about having a public outlet for my deepest innermost thoughts is constantly being reminded of the power of my internal editor. For every whiny, complaining post of pointlessness that you might read here, at least 5 have been deleted. More often than not, writing down what’s wrong with my life is a potent reminder to shut the fuck up and realize what is right about it.
rock'n'roll, country, punk & metal.
bands that combine all four successfully.
design, graphic & interior.
the intersection of philosophy & sociology.
emergent gameplay, of the videogaming variety.
deep fried everything.
making lists, including this one of my life's ambitions, and these of things on my mind at the time.
i took a trip! read about it here.
evidence of my lame yuppie side on my (gasp!) house blog here.