Presented AS IS… and I don’t know what “is” is, but I’m sure it’s something close to botulism. I ripped the style off from Alan Moore’s ‘Watchmen’… Interstate by Jotham Mills It’s 3 AM on I-40, and the New Mexico mountains rush by, shrouded in darkness. The devil is less of a threat and more of…
OK so… yeah, this is ridiculously self-indulgent and perhaps altogether pointless, but it brings some joy to a saddened heart, so feel free to skip this post if you’re so inclined. (Edited for clarity, brevity, and identity stuff…) (To set the tone, start singing Rupert Holmes’s classic “Piña Colada” song in your mind…) Becca: Wasn’t someone talking…
Put on your party hats and goat-skin leggings, guys and gals, because we’re celebrating today! That’s right! We’re talking Hokeyblog’s third birthday — three years ago today, we went live with an album review of Beatles For Sale, which got the attention of absolutely nobody, given that I had zero promotion, SEO, Q-rating, Alexa ranking,…
So Alaska was all sorts of amazing and I can’t wait to tell you all about it. What a freakin’ adventure. That’s about as excitable as I can get right now, as I’ve been up for roughly 28 hours now and, thanks to a mechanical failure on our connecting flight from Seattle to Fort Lauderdale,…
Yeah yeah, I haven’t been posting much lately. I know. Some recent… shall we say, “access control changes” have made it a wee bit more problematic to post as often and as perspicaciously as I’d like to. Plus I’ve been super freakin’ lazy and burnt out lately, but I think that’s going to change very…
I got that title from a George Carlin routine from his classic A Place For My Stuff album, a record I pretty much wore the crap out of when I first bought it 30+ years ago. I think, if I try hard enough, I might be able to recite the entire “Fussy Eater” routine from…
Quick update, gang! A few weeks ago, the most amazing and inspirational fitness innovator extraordinaire Fitz Koehler asked me if I were interested in sharing my fitness/weight-loss story for her blog Fitzness. After taking all of roughly 0.179 milliseconds to think it over, I readily agreed to do it. You all know me well enough…
It’s not like I enjoy doing these posts, except for the fact that I do, so I’m a big fat freakin’ fibber. Anyway, I’m midflight coming back from Boston, so I thought I’d share my usual flight pics because I’m still busy basking in the afterglow of the BAA Half Marathon and coalescing my thoughts…
Well, Howdy Doughnuts everyone! It’s been about two and a half weeks since I last surfaced, but don’t think for a moment that I’ve forgotten about you. Almost the opposite, actually. While it’s true that my four-part Disneyland recap kind of blew any remaining writing instincts clear out of the studio, there’s been a metric…
Hi there, my fine and fellow Hokeyfolk! Yup, it’s true: two years ago today I launched this bizarre blogging experiment with a simple review of The Beatles’s most underrated album, and it’s been a weird and wonderful 730 day journey ever since. I’ve made a bunch of new friends, probably lost more than a couple…