The saddest thing about Facebook is how, sometimes, it reflects back on our Western lives the utter shallowness of what we encapsulate. Death, death and then celebrity break up. Welcome to shitty now.
I've decided that the sun doesn't exist. I've written a couple of poems on the subject: 1: Sun. No fun. Oh look another stupid horse. Nope sun. 2: Roses are red Violets are shut up There isn't a sun So shut up. I've faxed my ombudsman with star charts wherein I've omitted the solar champ. … Continue reading Caring is so September 10th
I have spent a lot of time outdoors. Because of this, most of my adult life has revolved around an outdoor metaphor. I don't know which metaphor. Probably something about the outdoors having rules where the city does not. Outdoors meaning the wild or the woods or the bush or forest. Outside, surrounded by nature. Not … Continue reading Woods
The Unbearable Opulence of Awesome is a collection of short stories written over the past 10 years by journalist/writer/performer Trent Wilkie. In a volume that houses everything from the utterly inane to the sincerest of tragedies, this volume explores ideas and situations that don't specifically rest in any genre. Although based in fiction, there are real life experiences … Continue reading The Unbearable Opulence of Awesome (a collection of short stories)
I'm really getting into image/text design lines. There is something therapeutic about it.
I was on NewbsRadio the Podcast for a bit last week and it was very fun. Fun with three u's. So Fuuun. It is neat how words work sometimes. You can check out their masterful work HERE!
*Prologue: There is some low level game-speak in this that I don't elaborate on. I think it is funny. This is a thank you message. When I first decided to support the Stolley Children's Hospital by playing 24 hours of World of Warcraft (in cahoots with the Extra Life community) I had no idea how … Continue reading Extra Life: 24 hours for the Stollery