I quit my job on February 28th. These are my thoughts on that.
I quit my job on February 28th. These are my thoughts on that.
Have you ever watched the show Emily in Paris? It’s ostensibly about a young woman, named Emily, residing in Paris with a Breakfast at Tiffany’s title and a cultivated corporate appeal. Not to be a downer, but it’s too late: already judged the cover. I ask not because I’m a fan of the show, but […]
Alright, so this is a weird one. Normally when I ramble about something, I generally refrain from a structure to allow for a more free-flowing prosaic quality to shine through. And that does happen here, eventually, as the Blazers are one of those subjects that render my already effusive self to become even more effusive…-er […]
I didn’t watch the All-Star Game, and you couldn’t pay me to watch it. The players clearly don’t care about making it a competitive game, so why should I care about watching? The only exception to this rule felt like Damian Lillard, however, who showed up big in both the All-Star Game and the 3-Point […]
I guess I just write these randomly now? I dunno. Depression is weird. Well, I was going to write another Blazers thing after an impromptu invite to watch the Blazers take on the Denver Nuggets. Anfernee Simons busting that bunker with six three-point shots in a torrid third quarter just felt like too good a […]
Damian Lillard is back.
And for roughly two games, it’s not just been him who has sealed the deal.
Felt cute, might sportswriter later. Can’t say this will be a regular thing, but it did help me breakout of a seeming writer’s block, and sometimes that’s all you need. Chauncey Billups just Tyronn Lue’d us. Well, it might be too early to tell that, but for most, a sigh of relief was heard around […]
I am writing this a week out after Pickathon 2022. I probably should have written impressions sooner, but this is the first chance I’ve had to really sit and think and reminisce on the music I saw and the memories I made and the people I met. Here on the beach, with Chromatic, listening to […]
This was supposed to be a live review for Odesza, but because I didn’t take many notes—okay, I didn’t take any at all—I have to influence the history with impressions and thoughts. What resulted is a tried and true ramble. Nostalgia has a curious way of affecting memory. Case-in-point: In Return is one of those […]
It should have not been surprising that I would need closed captions for the words that would come out of J Mascis’ mouth.