Chasing skirts for my wardrobe

So, today’s long rambling rant isn’t me bitching about bands or whatever, it’s me bitching about me. But also society/culture, but mostly me since at the end of the day, I am responsible for what I wear. Y’see… I haven’t been happy about what I’ve seen in the mirror...

Poem: Gossip

delayed respect affection (almost affectation?) but no: now is the time. courage in the face of the jeering —jealous— crowd every tidbit of new —old!– information delights me sparks more respect than I ever thought I could muster for you....

Broken tests, mixed up mugs, garden news, and future shows

Only a few more days til this Mercury retrograde fucks off back to Hell for a few months… until the next one. So, I mentioned before that my brother was in Mexico as part of the process of relocating there (and I will likely follow within a year or...

A tale of two Instagrams

So… last week, one day my first-thing-in-the-morning habitual checking of Instagram brought me the following comparison (with some names removed to protect the bitter): [Party Band]’s Instagram story that day was 5 year old clips of [Party Band’s singer] with a hair up his ass snarkily lecturing the crowd...

Poem: Lines

little boy, so far from home trapped in a (semi-)grown man’s body with a man’s needs afraid to be alone cutting lines like record grooves blast away the silence big big bumps the better to not hear you with —my dear— the better to not hear that little voice...

The Zamo the Destroyer Show #216

New episode of The Zamo the Destroyer Show: Technical Support Monkey’s brother has returned from Mexico empty-handed, and it turns out that Chimpette never did give him the list of Zamo’s deadbeat cousins with outstanding debts for him to collect for Iggy. On the plus side, he and Zamo...

Poem: Fierce

Leopard sheets daring —but— in a conventional way not unlike your brave declarations special but the same Are you really so fierce? —or all roar— no bite and blunted claws...

The Zamo the Destroyer Show #215

New episode of The Zamo the Destroyer Show: No show last week due to Zamo needing to shun Technical Support Monkey for her impudence in trying to blame the Sun God for her curtains catching fire (after Iggy was done whipping her with her own iPhone charger cable, of...

Mad cleaning rush, giant mulch pile, minor car accident, etc.

Well, as predicted last week or the week before, the vast majority of the cleaning for my brother’s return happened within the last 24 hours, ie, within the last 48 hours before he gets back tomorrow night. Spare room: check. Bathrooms: check. Kitchen/dining room: check. Laundry room: check. Living...