One of the Cool Ones

 

 
 

I’m an anarchist. But one of the cool ones. I’m not one of those that likes to break buildings. I actually like buildings!

 

 

Off to Europe, We Go!

A text message conversation/poem.
 
 
 

Would you go with me to Portugal, Spain and Greece, rush into the most dangerous of places, take notes on Europe’s demise, and with that, prepare for our own decline?

Are you paying?

A Drugged Self-Portrait in a Car

While intoxicated, parked, sitting in my car, listening to some Iron & Wine, equipped with my handy-dandy Hipstamtic.

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Notes: Always be fashionable. Enjoy yourself.

Zen and the Art of Building a Dining Table

Some months ago, during the end days of 2011, I discovered this article. Since I moved to New Hampshire, I’ve been having these strong feelings to try new things. To self-actualize. And building a dining room table, I thought, would be a great project, and heck I needed one, anyway. I had to modify the designs a bit to make a smaller table. Regardless, it all felt daunting, and it took me a few days to get into the “build a table” mindset. And let me tell you, it is a very different state of mind than what I’m used to.

Before this, I never touched a table saw. Not even sure if I’ve handled a skill saw before. Never had shop class in high school. And while I was cutting the wood, if the cuts were ever slightly off, it was still a victorious day because I successfully didn’t cut my fingers off! I’ve already had suicide thoughts/day dreams/imaginings of tripping on something and my head fall straight into the table saw. *shake it off*

I have, now, a new, additional skill that will come handy for the coming apocalypse. If we need to take a break from all the running we’ll be doing, I can build us a table. I took photos of my progress.

Next skill: learn how to hunt

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Jesus for 2 Bucks

In a few hundred years …

I was drunk — really drunk. I was alone in a very special basement in Manchester. No one was around. It was dark and empty. I imagined I was hundreds of years in the future, walking around as if it was an archaeological site. And I was narrating the story, the times and tribulations, about the freedom fighters of yesteryear. This required a “Lord of the Rings-ish” voice, apparently. Hey, we do call New Hampshire, “the Shire.”

 

p.s. Most of it is gibberish and half sentences. Drunk, remember?

Plants. Squares. Transhumanism.

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The Republic of New Hampshire

At the New Hampshire House of Representatives, during the gay marriage repeal vote. Also, “government out of all marriages” is the correct answer.

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Kids, these Days

PLUR (peace, love, unity, respect)

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Shire Gay Dance Off