Thursday Afternoon Liinks

Thursday Afternoon Liinks

What's up, y'all. Another beautiful thursday afternoon here. I took today and tomorrow off work, didn't tell anyone but my boss, and spent today doing all this shit around the house that takes 20 minutes to an hour when I'm alone and focused, but a hell of a lot...

Wednesday Afternoon Links

Thursday Afternoon Links

Good afternoon, y'all. I am taking a long weekend with the family to go up to the parts of Florida that would make a great Rednecks in the Mist horror film. We rented a -- whatever you call a mansion of cabin, cansion? -- for Friday and Saturday night. Its right on a...

Brett set out to find America, the real America, the America of strip malls and serial killers, of butthole waxing and kelp smoothies, of cocaine and maggots. He sought it in the most American part of America—Florida: swamp gas and fever dreams, where love arrives on a rickety boat and leaves when it doesn't have the money for its fourth abortion. Oh, where has Brett gone? He’s drinking at the neck of America’s wang, chewing its foreskin and working its shaft. Brett is becoming legend. Brett can never die. Brett can never die. Brett is America, facedown in his own patriotic puke: the red his blood, the white his stomach lining, and the cold, cold blue his gas station slushie, spiked with coconut rum and tetracycline.

Monday Afternoon Links

I discovered something this weekend, my house is way too big, and we have way too much stuff. This is my recommended solution.