“Divide! Divide! Divide! Let the unified few keep the quarreling majority from sharing in what is rightfully everyone’s!”
The worst part about waking up in the middle of the night is that the wakefulness sends me to a place of zero productive thinking.
After answering a bunch of questions, I can now say I am Gryffindor material.
Basically it comes down to a whole lotta white male-fronted, not-quite-mainstream rawk with some electronic/experimental thrown in to make me seem deep to myself.
What Was Asked of Us is astounding and brutal, as the stories of U.S. soldiers and Marines pile up to create this kaleidoscope of chaos and horror.
I have a record of making messes in workplace refrigerators. It’s like a thing I do.
I have what I think is a pretty good idea for a novel and so I started writing it down. Then I got stuck on this one point that involves economics.
About a year ago I picked up a used copy of The Best of Herbie Hancock. Sure, enough, there’s “Maiden Voyage,” opening up side three.