Dec 7, 2023
In the spring of 1958, a friend of Hunter S Thompson asked for advice on how to live his life.
What follows is a letter that Thompson wrote him, during the very early moments of his writing career.
Oct 29, 2023
The universe, of which I am a part, is experiencing entropy.
Change is coming, and I’m committed to eventually lacing up my shoes and running again.
Because although I’ll one day become nothing more than an unstable collection of positronium atoms that will eventually poof out of existence…that day is not today,...
Jun 16, 2023
I’m long past the impulsive need for an invisible flying spaghetti monster in space called to answer my wishful mutterings - the palindrome for that imaginary entity might just be something I do require:
I don’t need "God".
I need a Dog.
May 27, 2023
Sit back, relax and enjoy a delicious podcast filled with cheesy goodness delivered right into your brain.
Jan 2, 2023
You were my sweetie. You took after your Lemon beagle birth mother, Honey. Your father was a tri-colored beagle named Joey (also your brother Indiana Jone’s father).
Born on May 28th, 2010: you were the scrawniest of the litter of seven.
I first saw you in a cage where your brothers and sisters were stepping...