Monday, August 29, 2016

The Brotherhood Of The Wrench

Photographer Freddy Fabris has finally created an homage to mechanics worthy of NOLS' Brotherhood of the Wrench (my heroes).

For those of us who haven't made the big time yet (joined the brotherhood, participated in a demolition derby, worked for an earthmoving company), we'll always have Diggerland.

Friday, August 12, 2016

This Happened

These guys...

opened for these guys...

at this thing...

That's about the definition of badass in my book. 

Sunday, August 7, 2016


So you're at your friend's house (which they own), laughing (because life becomes more and more ridiculous with each passing year) under their pergola (a word everyone present can use appropriately in conversation), enjoying a Sunday brunch (savory waffles, mimosas and coffee from a corner of the kitchen permanently dedicated to its creation) in celebration of a friend's birthday (which falls on the far rather than near side of thirty)...

And you'll think, "Wow. When did this happen?"

Friday, August 5, 2016

I Love Evan Horn

My partner is finally headed home and we are gonna tear shit up this fall. And by that I mean heal after a particularly wrenching handful of months apart. This time around it felt like I was missing an especially crucial limb/organ in his absence. I can't wait for us both to feel whole again.

Monday, August 1, 2016

The Notorious H.R.C.

My pantsuits are stitched together from the carcasses of those I have made disappear. 

People say lock me up. You think I am scared of a stretch in the joint?! I could run this motherfucker from the inside.  

I'm the Notorious H.R.C. and I'll cut a bitch.

- Jim Maher

A woman's gotta be fierce when she's up against a "mangled apricot hellbeast," a "witless fucking cocksplat", an "incompressible jizztrumpet," a "cockwomble," a "tiny fingered, Cheeto-faced, ferret wearing shitgibbon." 

The Scots have always had a way with words.

And yet I hope Shakespeare will ultimately have described him best: "...a poor player that struts and frets his hour upon the stage and is heard no more. It is a tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing."

It's high time we called upon a woman in shining armor --a.k.a. this gangsta here (The Notorious H.R.C.)-- to save the day.