writes nerdy things, celebrates those things as an English teacher, and is the co-founder of the production house ADK MOGUL. He lives in the mountains. Thanks for reading; feel free to leave a message, and please don't ask if he's D(e)Press(e)d.
It’s 104 degrees out today and the city is nothing but tit-sweat and ball-reek. Our minds are blasted blank. Our souls are the black flakes peeled off a charred wiener. Our bodies are damp bags of gross. Our feet are like some kind of goddamn barf apocalypse.
Hey it’s that blog I update semi-annually! I just dislocated my shoulder patting myself on the back!
Oh my God, I just reduced my parents to tears reading this aloud. Welcome back. Oh, it’s also a perfect 72 degrees here in the Adirondacks.