It was a warm, sunny day yesterday on Long Island and I was screwing off at my nearly deserted office. Thanks Pandemic. I've been insanely busy at work for the past two months, so I figured some workplace fuckery was in order. I am truly grateful to have kept my job in the Age of... Continue Reading →
Film Ramblings:CHRISTINE(1983) An American Born Nightmare Machine
John Carpenter's Christine is a film about an American born murder machine. A 1958 Plymouth Fury. The car's model and color are perfect visualizations of this voracious killer that harbors a jealous streak that one would need a thousand odometer clicks to cross. The red chrome glistens like spilled blood as she chews up asphalt... Continue Reading →
THE ANGRY WORLD: The Daily Apocalypse
An indifferent sun bleeds through dark velvet clouds the color of cheap boxed wine A gunshot wound on a rock and roll icon Chirping birds mock the early morning Children laughing at an old lady's flabby arms I have survived another apocalypse A speed freak soldier in a broken down taxi cab Plywood seat contorts... Continue Reading →
ANGER AT THE END OF THE WORLD 