Two years away from Tumblr and somehow it’s still here. It’s reversed the whole ban thing that made me leave in the first place and it looks pretty slick now. Plus it’s not being run by a crazy man. Though I’m sure no one’s reading this, I’m sure someone somewhere will be happy to know I’m back.
I have not ever smoked a cigarette, but I have been around people who smoked. Part of me wanted to be a smoker to feel like I belonged somewhere. But I don’t want to get cancer, so I don’t smoke.
I smoked pot once, twice actually, on the last time I physically saw a friend I had known since elementary school. I would probably smoke weed a lot more if I had access to someone who knew someone…
No one knows where Jeff Rodgers is at the moment. The only evidence of where he might be/will be is from the following text which was transcribed from a peice of crumpled paper, presumably the cover of the video game Need For Speed Hot Pursuit 2, found on his desk.
Have you ever wondered what it’s like to play games with me? Well you can find out this Sunday, April 23, at 4PM(ish) CDT at…
“We have mortally wounded this sweet life supporting planet–the only one in the whole Milky Way–with a century of transportation whoopee.” Kurt Vonnegut A Man Without A Country
They watch us from the ground,
yet they were as tall as trees.
They carry pouches on their backs
and use big monsters to tear up
and tread on our ground water.
They speak, but they will never…
Spring break is upon me at the moment. In the first day or two I read Vonnegut’s book “A Man Without A Country” which was a fantastic read. It’s a book that could be read throughout the year, a chapter every month of the year. I also got a new app for my Macbook called Winston Typewriter and it’s kind of interesting. The program emulates the sight and sound of writing on a typewriter and the…
The following paragraph was written over the course of the last month. The first sentence was written near the beginning of the month and the rest of it was written at around Valentine’s day. It went like this:
I sometimes feel like that long distance friend that doesn’t write or call for a long time then suddenly shows up out of nowhere, keeping to themselves and only occasionally chiming in…
One of the earliest memories I have of my writing career was when I had written a series of comic books called ‘The Adventures of Astronauts in Space’ when I was around nine. It lasted for ten issues and had a very, very, very limited run due to the immensely terrible quality and also the lack of resources to properly publish the comic outside of my household. The comics do exist in digital form,…
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