In which the author discusses his proclivities and subsequent behavior modification routines with respect to rubbish.

In which Adam returns to the vendy and meets a heretofore unknown but not unimportant person.

In which, upon reading, one is subjected to some natterings on one indefinite article; or, Adam damns “a”.

In which Adam reviews a Boom Bip and Interpol concert at the Agora Ballroom.

In which the author writes a poem about an excess of relativity.

In which the loyal reader is propositioned.

In which an anthology, Dark Matter: A Century of Speculative Fiction from the African Diaspora, is reviewed and the critic shows some of his inherent racism.

In which Adam comes out of retirement to eat another something hideous from the vendy downstairs.

In which a bunch of webloggers get together and mouth off about litigation, helping NOLA folks, tips for new bloggers, copyright, hit counts and sundry other thingers.

In which Adam attends a local open mic night, runs in to a bunch of neighbors and ruminates on community.

In which Adam visits Pittsburgh for the first time, has an excellent chai latte, and attends a sparsely attended rock and roll music show.

In which Adam explains a culinary misfire that wasn’t as bad as it seemed.

In which Adam gets a parking ticket, discusses caffeine and washes vinyl siding.

A review of Sin City with links to comparisons between shots in the movie and the graphic novels.

So here is the new design I’ve been working on. I had lots to learn about PHP, but it seems to be working okay so far. None of the links on the side work yet, but if you notice anything else funktastic, please let me know. [Update] I’ll be updating it as the day progresses. [...]

Last month’s ArtWalk purchase.

I’m feeling alot better today. Thanks for the empathy and prayers [you didn't call mom, but i know you did that]. I went to Duck Island last night, which is a cool little bar that is like a living room, with couches and stuff and 50 games of pool. The folks there made me feel [...]

Today I am feeling like I am a failure. I am also feeling frustrated. My job is unfulfilling and a dead end. My Cleveland friends have either moved away or my behavior has driven them away. I know virtually no one my age, and while I find it easy to talk to people I don’t [...]

Charles “Choo Choo” Justice built Ohio’s only electric chair at the turn of the last century, a bright machine of seasoned hickory, stiff leather and the gunmetal smell of fear. Unlucky thirteen years later he was executed in the same chair. Here lies Chuck Justice, killed by irony. The best way to perform a humane [...]

I had a long and unproductive weekend, but I did get quite a bit of exercise, counteracted by eating a few pints of ice cream. I managed to finish Stephen King’s Dark Tower series, and I’m still processing it. One thing is for sure, Stephen King knows how to catch you up in his writing, [...]

 These days, people complain about “gas prices” and “poli tics” and how nothing makes they veins pump with flames except  ”reality  television.”  That makes me  so mad. I want to shakem  like bad rat tles, dammit. I want to plug they noses with  Duracells to light that bulb   in they head.  Folks want others to [...]

There is too much to do around here. Seriously. Things I would like to do this Labor Day weekend: Ingenuity Festival Taste of Cleveland Cleveland Air Show St. John Cantius Polish Festival Pat’s in the Flats 60th Anniversary Bash Notre Dame Game Watch at The Blind Pig I can probably manage to get to two [...]