Entries here will be miscellaneous, posted at inconsistent intervals, and with no real emphasis for any particular audience. It's a space to catalog my thoughts and stretch out for more than 140 characters. Don't expect any tl;dr summaries.
Another legend from the world of professional wrestling passed away yesterday. Known as the American Dream, Dusty Rhodes was the "son of a plumber," blue-collar everyman. He was always fairly overweight, and didn't really look like an athlete, but would win the people over with his in-ring charisma and skills on the mic. In fact, he cut what I consider to be the best wrestling promo of all time.
Last Friday, the United States Postal Service released a new stamp honoring the writer Flannery O'Connor. There is already a bit of controversy over the artwork selected for the new postage. Critics feel the image doesn't capture her very creatively, and O'Connor is depicted without her iconic rimmed glasses. Outrage! Nevertheless, I'll probably buy a few, if only in reverence for the biting satire in one of her short stories that once woke me up and brought some self-awareness.
Last weekend, 7,551 players showed up at the Las Vegas Convention Center to play Magic: The Gathering, the immensely popular strategy card game. It was historical for not only its sheer mass, but also for a surprising decision made by a pro player at the final stages of the event that set up some old-fashioned human drama.
A good friend recently took the time to scan and email me an issue of a zine I used to "publish." God knows how he managed to hold on to it for this long, but just seeing it immediately brought me back to a state of mind that I haven't experienced for some time now.