viking funeral
Gotta stay postive.
Our little A. is all growns up today. Best wishes to our lady of eastern Ravenswood.
In a unrelated note (though i suppose somewhat related in that I think a lot about getting older and the stumbling mess that amounts my adulthood), I guess it’s no secret I’ve been neglecting my barbering and I think it might be time to officially make the site J-ho’s solo online home.
Joel and I started this site to deal with post-grad ennui and keep each our smirking, even as we were jobless and hunkered down in our parents houses back in Michigan. If you read the archives you might get little flimsy looks at two guys having a fucked up time during the most fucked up time in the history of our country and our home state.
That story isn’t done, but it’s done with us. We brought A. on to help balance us out awhile ago, and for a bit it moved us back into a higher gear. Now we are slumping and I don’t know what’s going on with my buddy on the other side of the country as nearly as well as I would like.
That’s the story I hope J-ho will get back to cluing us into soon. Right here at BC.
Me? I’ll still be around on the backblog and as emeritus adviser. I’ll try to keep rolling on some of my own stuff at my new place, metropotamia.org.
So nothing sad or anything. Love and rock&roll to all of you, especially Joel and Aubs.
