Posts Tagged ‘Rants’

On Republics

On one hand, I’m thrilled that more people are using public transportation.  Not because I’m a supporter of the environment.  I’m very much the opposite, in fact.  I support a ruined Earth and a dying civilization, simply because I think it’ll be mildly entertaining and break up the tedium of my life.  I’m thrilled because […]

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Deadlines & Celebrations

Well, back to drinking.  I have a couple of good excuses!  The first is that I’m on an insane deadline for the next book I’m going to publish.  The new title submission process my distributor puts me through involves about 20 really difficult essay questions.  Then there’s a million other tiny things that need to […]

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Storefront Friday

The logic behind taking a Friday off is to get chores done. There’s really no such thing as a mental health day these days, because I’ve found myself doing much more in my personal life than I do at work. So I took today off, woke up at 5am, and by 10am I had put […]

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Sell-Crazy

I’ve become addicted to selling junk. As part of the ongoing storage shed cleanout (my little 2008 project to cut down costs and eliminate the enormous pile of trash I’ve stuffed into multiple storage units in the far-flung DC suburbs) I’ve decided to put up unwanted books and DVD’s at Amazon.

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Comcast

Good morning from your capitol city, America. I’m a big fan of how the DC bars get in the mood for St. Patrick’s Day. When else can I walk into any bar at 7:30am and get a beer? Well, there are a few, but it feels more disreputable when you’re not pretending to be Irish. […]

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Three Beers Later…

The biggest problem I have with updating Greatsociety is that I’m functionally illiterate. I wasn’t always this way, but I think college did something to the parts of my brain dedicated to all of the civilized niceties – like learning from my mistakes and comprehending basic thoughts. Take today’s post, where I suffered from a […]

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Anxiety

I have a recurring nightmare that does not involve getting a colonoscopy.  If it did, it would make much more sense.  Instead, my nightmare is a very basic, very unsurprising anxiety dream.  So mundane, in fact, that I hesitate to call it a nightmare.  It doesn’t wake me up, it doesn’t leave me unsettled.  It’s […]

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SPOT on

In an attempt to fill the dead time between, you know, 9:30am and 6pm, I was reading deep into the news because, once you get past Obama, Iran, and whatever else has hit the fan, you can really ferret out some good shit. Man dies trying to save 1999 Dodge pickup, for example. Or the […]

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Balls Deep

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In Sickness and in Death

 

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