Context - digging my heels in I can't believe I got tricked again. Always with the Christian music. Always. Why can't I ever stumble into some Allah worship? Or some Yiddish folk music? Or however the Baha'i praise whatever they... Continue Reading →
Context - procrastinating But I can feel something bubbling to the top. It's on the precipice of roaring out of me like the blood from a botched sword-swallowing. That or I'm in a slump of mild depression and have no... Continue Reading →
Context - de-cluttering instead of de-packing In the name of keeping Emo Spring alive a bit longer, my wife and I chose tonight of all nights to do a round of decluttering in our lives, focusing on books, knick-knacks, and... Continue Reading →
Context - driving home from the wedding These guys got so boring. They used to be interesting if rough around the edges. In smoothing over those edges these guys lost all of the things I liked about them. Lame.
Context - running wedding errands And as such I didn't have time to write my thoughts. Most of which were "this is underwhelmming considering his reputation."
Context - losing in games I took the day off work today since I'm marrying my friends Kim and Dan tomorrow and there's all kinds of rehearsals and partying to do today. Which also means I got to spend my... Continue Reading →
Context - at work, as per usj Last night on my bike ride home I saw my former boss walking to a bus or train or something, however she gets home. I'm pretty sure she doesn't live in the downtown... Continue Reading →
Context - email Death Grips is to hip-hop what NAILS is to metal, although a bit more experimental. Both bands create engaging approaches to their respective genres, but push the boundaries in terms of aggression and raw animal magnetism. Death... Continue Reading →
Jason Romagni 