The reality apparently just set in on Arlo this morning that I’m going to be telling him to do things every day, and that he’s expected to actually listen. [If you’ve got a few extra minutes, check out our Totally Quotable Arlo archive.]
Category Archives: Mark’s Life
A few months ago, while out walking my dog around Ypsi, I saw what appeared to be a brand new mattress sitting by the side of the road. And, as most mattresses one sees on the side of the road in Ypsi look like they were just pulled from the scene of a double homicide […]
You no longer have to take the word of the textbooks, this is what Prehensile Monkey-tailed Skink was actually like
Remember how, several months ago, I told you that a 25 year old video of my Ann Arbor noise band, Prehensile Monkey-tailed Skink, had surfaced in Oregon, and how music journalist Dustin Krcatovich had made it his mission in life to track it down? Well, he was apparently successful. After teasing me with a few […]
A few weeks ago, as you may remember, I suggested that a particularly horrific dream that I’d had involving Ted Cruz may have come to me because, just a few hours before going to sleep, I’d broken a “self-imposed, month-long ban on sugar, wheat, dairy, alcohol, caffeine, processed foods, fried foods, and everything else that […]
As I write this, I’m sitting on the roof of 209 Pearl Street with a cup of ice cold cider after a long day of work, listening to the Hare Krishnas chant in the distance, and watching strippers roll joints in the alley below. It’s kind of magical.