A Note from a Non-Presumptuous Golfer

The PGA Masters Tournament was yesterday and Tiger’s incredible comeback story has reached a new crescendo. Winning his first major in eleven years, it would appear the demigod of golf is back. Or at the very least, it would appear that Mr. Woods is making a push to reassert some relevancy, much like Madonna is…

What the $@#! is a grawlix?

You don’t know what a $@#! grawlix is you stupid motha &*%$# piece of #?$%? Just kidding. I love a good explicative, ya know, for emphasis. Call it crass, call it uninspired, call it puerile if you love a good Latinism — call it whatever you want, I don’t really give a ?&@%. But I get…

Vonnegut the Copywriter

Several years back I was reading Vonnegut’s eleventh novel, Galapagos, on a crosstown bus in NYC  when the man sitting across from me forced eye contact and smiled. I noticed he was looking at the book I was holding, and like any good New Yorker I avoided looking in his direction again. This didn’t matter…

3 Books: Pessimistic Futures.

    I love the science fiction genre. Reading it, watching it, doesn’t matter, I #!@? love it. It’s fun being whisked away in extreme, often grotesque caricatures of human society. Sci-fi is unique in its ability to zero in on our collective anxieties, shoot those anxieties full of steroids, and then shove them down our…

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Everything has to start somewhere is what I’m told. I guess this little project starts here. I’ll be honest and admit I don’t know what I’m doing. My goal in starting a blog is to find a goal for starting a blog. So don’t mind me, I’ll just be fumbling around over here in my…