Say Anything…

Hey Gang, It has been an insanely long amount of time since I posted. A lot has happened in my personal life and professional. I graduated, you may now officially call me Master Chris, and I got a job. Here is the thing that I have learned in a relatively short amount of time. Lesson:...

Campfire Tales Part 2: Creepy-Crawlies and The Scream That Ended The Trip

This was the first time I had ever camped, except in my ninja turtle tent in my bedroom floor as a tot. I feel like that doesn’t count. I know one thing, the dark is pretty terrifying. Let me clarify, what is in the dark, or the possibility thereof, is terrifying. I use this preface...

Campfire Tales Part 1: Chris, Ben and the Infinite Boredom

“What if this is how we die?” I remember joking but not.

A Brief History of Time

Time is relative.

The Inoculation

Look yourself up in the dictionary. Define yourself and delete it. You are no longer what you were; you are the absence of what you were. So, call me Absence.

The Ass In The Field

Hey Gang! I was driving home and listening to music at an unreasonably high volume this weekend. I saw multiple things around me that caught my attention: I saw a woman picking her nose, a flock of geese narrowly miss a semi, and the poor mangled body of an old deer. I saw these things...

I’ll Bet

Hey Gang! I was walking home not too long ago and I couldn’t help but be incredibly frustrated. I had multiple papers due in a few weeks, my house was in disarray thanks to my rambunctious puppy and I had little time to do anything but attend work, class, and sleep. I was spent. I...

The Fabulous Damned (Part 2)

We are all high. I think there is a truth about myself and about some others. I would like to think, to some degree, that this is true about everyone. I believe we all want to be natural disasters. We want to be seen as beautiful and ethereal and monstrous at the same time. Ladies,...

The Fabulous Damned (Part 1)

Hey Gang, My chrysalis breaks as I emerge from a mental, artistic, and physical slumber. I awake to my own ruin. I have taken a step back from this person I have been over the past few months. I have been on auto pilot. I moved through life and never lived for the longest time....

The Desiderata Part IV: The Inmate

It’s funny in a way, if you think about it. I was imprisoned by my own body. Walk on the street and all around you are prisoners.