“Where are you going?” “To see an old friend.” “Must be very old if you’re going to find him here…it must’ve been hundreds of years since anybody’s lived here.” “…twenty years ago this was the greatest city on the continent.” “That’s impossible. It doesn’t even appear on any maps…where are you going?” Weeds overran the [...]
The history of all hitherto existing society is the history of class struggle. –Karl Marx, The Communist Manifesto Artists got nerfed again. Jack could tell even before he got out of bed. There was a certain listlessness to his movements, an incapacity that hadn’t been there before. Plus, of course, there were the forty-six messages [...]
Do you believe in rock and roll? Can music save your mortal soul? And can you teach me how to dance real slow? –Don McLean Bless me, Father, for I have sinned. It’s been twenty-seven years since my last confession. Sorry. It’s been twenty-seven years, six months, and nineteen days.
When I met Jen I was in a bad place. Santa Cruz. Okay, I’ll start again.
The receptionist looked up and smiled as the Walkers entered the room. “Welcome to Camp Catfish. How can we help you hit bottom today?” Mrs. Walker smiled back. “Hi there. Walker? We’ve got an 11:30?” The receptionist glanced at her computer. “Yes. The doctor’s ready now, you can just take him into Room 305.” “Great,” [...]
