My thoughts on Life, Writing, Hollywood, Children, My Neighbors, Love & Growing Up
Somehow, Americans-and by Americans, I mean European originating people who took over a land mass already inhabited by natives, turned stealing into a holiday called Thanksgiving. We all sit at tables covered in the usual suspects to commemorate the day our ancestors decided to screw over the Indians and make a bunch of false promises. Please... Continue Reading →
Pearl Jam makes me irrationally angry. The moment I hear Eddie Vedder's whiny I've-been-wearing-flannels-for-3-decades voice, I wanna smash my face into a cement wall...which I would realize all too late was pointless because I would still be able to hear the awful that is his music. Just make it stop. I'm a traitor to my generation.... Continue Reading →
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