First person, past tense. Third person, present tense?
“It is amazing the little things you remember.“ I hear that a lot. I have to explain to people I didn’t completely lose my memory. There is a definite event horizon with a peak that has an almost tangible slope down hill from that point where my recognition seems to get murky and black. At one point the best →
The 2nd time around
A few months ago I built myself a fixed gear bicycle, and few weeks ago I broke it. The rear wheel came apart like the back of a dress on prom night. Luckily I was able to limp home, but it was obvious that I would be without that bike for a while. Luckily for me almost all the places I →
Fosters…… Australian for piss
A few nights ago I learned several important things: 1)The auto focus no longer works on my camera 2)Australians play pool a lot differently than Americans 3)Australians think that Fosters beer is an embarrassment to the country I spent my evening several days ago talking about the finer points of southern culture and bicycling with two Australian guys, while playing several rounds of pool →
Who else remembers the band “Great White”
I went to work last night at the bouncer gig. While cycling around a car wreck, I noticed all the lights on the street are out. That really should have been my first clue something was wrong. Once I got to the corner where the bar is all the lights were off, but the place was still tightly packed →
What usually goes into a blog post.
Lately I have lost several truly epic blog entries. Or they have been a lot less detailed than I would have liked. They were not committed to paper fast enough. Usually what goes into the creation of a good blog post is; something interesting happens, then I replay the events in my head several times, it helps if I have →
Have you always had that scar?
I want to paint a picture. I lean forward, head cocked to one side, eyebrows furrowed in concentration, mouth pursed. That look of vague recognition. Something familiar but I can't exactly place it. This scene happens all the time to me, I probably look exactly like the RCA dog. But everyday there is someone or something that carries an odd sense →
A failure to communicate.
At one point in time, the strength of my blog was the fact that I wrote exactly the way I spoke. I was able to colorfully communicate a scene. I actually had to make it a point to edit paragraphs as little a possible. I have noticed the voice in my writing has changed a lot. But then, so has my →
Update of sorts
One of the many perks of having my memory fried, is that I tend to forget to update my site. My week has been pretty interesting. I got published in a newspaper again. This week it was a picture I took. My name appeared in the Dec. 6th-13th issue of the Birmingham Weekly I am still feeling pretty rough from my last →
Thud!
The last thing I said was,“I feel ok, I promise.” Then thud! Another seizure. I don’t remember what happened. I only remember coming to, and seeing a crowd around. All of my muscles are sore now, and I am in a fair amount of pain. I called into work today. I really think I need the rest. Apparently I almost reflexively punched someone →
They really like me!
I got an email today asking me to submit more pictures to the Birmingham weekly. SWEET!!
If it’s your first night…..you have to fight
Me "Bloody undies? " Her"Yes" Me"let me find a female manager for you" That's how my night started. It only got more interesting from there. I went to work on Saturday night and my manager told me to expect several fights. There was a lesbian rock concert going on, and at one point we had nearly 400 women in the bar. Like the →
A year and some change.
I thought December was the one year mark, but I was wrong. Stupidhurts.org has been up and running for over a year now since the last time I broke the sever. I think I have owned the site for close to two years because the domain name had to be renewed a bit back. Anyway thanks everyone who has stuck with me →
