Interview with Cronenberg and Burroughs. →
This woman... →
…Has been stalking both Steven Spielberg and Jennifer Love-Hewitt for a buncha years. She thinks Spielberg is a member of a Satanic cult that’s trying to control people’s minds and that Jennifer Love-Hewitt is a murderer or something… Anyway, I just found her wordpress.
Does anyone want to buy a whole buncha art for not that much money?
fuckyeahkurtvonnegut: “In the mid 1950s, Vonnegut worked very briefly for Sports Illustrated magazine, where he was assigned to write a piece on a racehorse that had jumped a fence and attempted to run away. After staring at the blank piece of paper on his typewriter all morning, he typed, ‘The horse jumped over the fucking fence,’ and left.” via untzuntzbaby Vonnegut logic got me to where I...
Experiences are like Similies; having a ton of each will make you a more relatable writer, even if by all technical standards, you have no idea what you’re doing.
I don’t know what you’re thinking or what it’s like inside you...– David Foster Wallace, space-pimp.
Anonymous declares war on Orlando. →
The internet is generally considered to be a place of moral dissolve, but taking that stance is to forget that, like any God, it’s going to be as good as we make it.
Mentally sprinted over the first five hours at work, jumped, and now I’m in the air, determining if I generated enough momentum to land on the freer side of 7pm without having to shoulder roll.
postironyisnotamyth asked: Hey man! Was your Green Lantern shit head thing for Doug Love's Movies? I haven't listened to this week's episode yet, did you get picked?
I can't pretend that having a photo I shot be on... →
You’re rad, Robyn. You deserve every good thing that comes your way.
Red Bull doesn't so much give you wings...
As it does alter your perception of linear time. Which is perfect for the morning after you stay up too late writing a multi-dimensional british sci-fi parody.
This is a good jumping off point. →
Almost four years since this band was... →
Dick Cavett could be a blind-folded Matador and never get skewered.