Wednesday, August 24, 2005

Fucked Up

Not too much to report right now. Back from Pennsic and working the Michigan fair. It feels good to be home and to get stuff done around Bag End. The worst of the heat seems to be over and its like a fever has broken. I hope it stays that way. This summer was been seriously cut down by this weather, which makes my brain soft and steals my energy like kryptonite.

In the meantime, take a read of this tale over at It reminds me of some people I've passed by from time to time and makes me glad that I never got fucked around with binge drinking and drugs (or skinheads for that matter). The story isn't realy about this kids life becomming a trainwreck, but rather how it swerved back and forth drunkenly, narrowly avoiding pedestrians and oncomming cars.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

What's sad is that in the early 80's "skinheads" were just punks (i.e. "take the skinheads bowling, take them bowling"). It wasn't until the 90's that they were associated with modern day Hitler youth and white supremacy.