Sifting through the dirt to get to the gold
"I once heard Perkus Tooth say that he’d woken that morning having dreamed an enigmatic sentence: 'Paranoia is a flower in the brain.' Perkus offered this, then smirked and bugged his eyes–the ordinary eye, and the other. I played at amazement (I was amazed, anyway, at the fact that Perkus dreamed sentences to begin with).... Continue Reading →
Charlie Asher owns and operates a second hand thrift shop in San Francisco, a city that possesses the perfect balance of darkness and light, making it one of the easiest places on Earth to get lost. A notion that Charlie has perhaps taken a little too literally throughout the course of his life. Charlie is... Continue Reading →
You know, we all have our own opinions, but what do you think is the determining characteristic that separates the have's from the have not's? What, if anything makes one better than the other? Well in Dangerous Illusions you realize that besides the multi-million dollar bookshelves, the ownership of antique musical instruments, insider or privileged... Continue Reading →
Living in Canada and in and around the Toronto area I have been exposed to some of Buck 65's music which I generally found to be odd (in a 20th century way), yet inspired in a 'yahhhhh progression' sort of way. Being an avid sports fan with baseball near the top of the list, I... Continue Reading →
"It is altogether curious, your first contact with poverty. You have thought so much about poverty--it is the thing you have feared all your life, the thing you knew would happen to you sooner or later; and it, is all so utterly and prosaically different. You thought it would be quite simple; it is extraordinarily complicated. You thought it... Continue Reading →
In this unnamed city with unnamed characters, an unknown contagion causing blindness is spreading throughout the immediate area as well as in the hearts and minds of the anxious onlookers. The only thing the afflicted presently see is a white void, a milky sea that gives off a dreamlike existence. They now must rely on... Continue Reading →
"’Eskimos were invariably described as the happiest people on Earth. Any unhappiness they suffered was not through jealousy; they didn't have a word for it. They borrowed spouses for convenience and fun — it did not make them unhappy. So who's looney? Look at this glum world around you, then tell me: Did Mike's... Continue Reading →
"People stare at the floor. Even to look at a homeless person is to sign a contract with them. I dabbled with joining the Samaritans once. The supervisor had been homeless for three years. I remember him saying that the worst thing was the invisibility. That and not being able to go anywhere where nobody... Continue Reading →
"The crowd that showed up could have come together only in a place like Charleston. And could have only my uncle as the common denominator. The owner of a million-dollar beach front house traded vodka shots with a man from Brother Thomas's congregation in the projects. Three Folly Beach surfers cornered several state legislators and... Continue Reading →
"A shipwreck gave a man limitless opportunity to know himself if only he cared to find out. He could always press further, dig deeper, find places no one had mastered. To Chatterton, there always seemed to be opportunity on a shipwreck, even the simple wrecks: the opportunity to confront the problems really worth solving, and... Continue Reading →
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