Here are a series of stories, meanderings, poems and essays about this, that and the other. Mostly ‘the other,’ I suppose. It’s part memoir, part social commentary and part stream of consciousness…but mostly it’s the truth, mine anyway. This is what I remember. Not as I wished it to be and not as I built it up, but as it was—and ever shall be in time’s clenched fist. It’s about what happened—but not about why. Some of it is esoterically witty, sobering, and horrific. Some of it is a shamelessly stylistic ripoff of the late great Dr. Hunter S. Thompson. Tongue in pierced cheek, crass, derivative and detailed about things I’ve seen in my professional life “doing a thing at a place.” That’s all I’ll say about that. I like to keep that part anonymous as possible, out of respect for involved parties. Anyways, below is a sample/link to the categories and what not. I HNFI how to work the interweb pages.