Persistently pushing my shopping cart forward …

It’s been a strange week. Strange decade. Nothing new, nothing old. Just that familiar oddity of something missing. Like the inverse of a stone in my shoe, it wears me down. Slowly. Hello again, old friend. How’ve you been? I’m…

“You spin me right ’round, baby right ’round” … and I’m getting dizzy

As we are approaching the arbitrary point on the earth’s orbit that someone or other determined would define the distinct border between an end and a beginning, I’m listening to Marilyn Manson’s latest album (it’s well above expectations) and, for…