Ten years ago, I turned 30. I didn't feel too ceremonious about the number itself. Maybe it sounded high-ish, because after all, I had never in my life been older. I was vaguely aware of traits the dominant culture might start attributing to me, but I was astute enough to realize that 30 wasn't old... Continue Reading →
For any passing strangers who might be vaguely aware of my career saga, I’ll give you the latest chapter - though its conclusion has not yet been written. I just went on my fourth internal panel interview in four years. (As you read, keep in mind that I work for a huge corporation.) What my... Continue Reading →
Though mainly a biopic, Christine (2016) could be viewed as a horror of the banal. A friend of mine who is a horror aficionado just happened to post his review of the film on Zuckerbook this week, and even if I'd had any doubt about watching it after checking out the trailer on YouTube (I... Continue Reading →
So. Career musings aside, I've been methodically posting a few arts-and-culture entries I'd begun but that sat unfinished for a while. Interestingly, if I look at the subject matter, they make an interesting triptych: sex, lies, and videotape, Purple Rain, and, finally, Alex Garland's most recent, somewhat divisive offering: Men. The common thread of course... Continue Reading →
I've been pretty honest in this blog about my (so far unsuccessful) career change machinations - but as my partner reminded me tonight, there is a saying that "There's the truth, and then there's the TRUTH." Tonight I'm all about cracking open that all-caps truth, in the interest of confronting and hopefully transcending it.1) I've... Continue Reading →
Seems I’ve lately been drawn to popular media I was too young for the first go-round. (See also: my recent coverage of sex, lies, and videotape). As part of that kick I watched Purple Rain in its entirety for the first time. Turns out that was apropos, because my new album is about toxic roots,... Continue Reading →
In the music video for David Berman's late-career song “Darkness and Cold”, which is either a harrowing suicide note or a comic resignation to living depending on your perspective, Berman's actual ex-wife Cassie (erstwhile bass player and secondary vocalist for the Silver Jews) glams up in the bathroom mirror for a date with someone else,... Continue Reading →
...you might come off like a housecat dragging home a kill. You think you've given people a treasure, but their only thought might well be, "ew". ...while you might feel unburdened, they may associate you with unwanted emotional labor, and they have the right to say to themselves, "Nope" ...you might remind them of a... Continue Reading →
I had a performance review at work today, and it was surreal. That is not to say it was negative. By all accounts I am doing what I am paid to do, and doing it well. It was, however, suggested that recent changes to my job description might have "re-engaged" me. That is an interesting... Continue Reading →
(Current music: Harry Nilsson, "My Good Old Desk")I should start by acknowledging my last (tongue-in-cheek) entry and mentioning that, by all outward appearances, my "romantic prospect" has passed on my offer (turns out they are seeking a more serious commitment), so that is not a thing. Plus, working on my "marriage" has been taking up... Continue Reading →
The Sold Kingdom 