August 24th, 2026 At my Aunt Onetia's funeral was this in-law off her granddaughter Maley, the other grandma, and tenant of a cardboard box in the woods. Rough as a cob like they used to say, but she rocked a black patent leather minidress with a matching velvety trench and complimentary leather boots. Hair the same shade as the ensemble, with makeup somewhere on the spectrum between punk and country. Probably she'd dig '80's "cow-punk" I'd play for her were we not both

August 12th, 2026 This week I'm interviewing a maybe Robber, cracking up behind-the-site-scenester Ms. A suffering through the last big one (RIP and rot you piece'a trash I says to "Throbbin'") eating her inbox into a noisy text-breakup. Regarding his replacement part, "somebody's gotta fetch the ice and cut them onions". Similar, he's young as Monday, and myself Methuselah (thanks to Prison® preservative, in-person I look a healthy 45 according to some without skin in t

August 8th, 2026 We interrupt this inappropriate and raunchy sometimes site for a moment of Zen and spirit fulfillment. Prison's premiere (far as I know) sassified gonzo journalist is kicking it New Age now? Not so much, but like those onions I put in popcorn pouches to re-nuke with sugar and peppers over in Recipes, I got layers, Cousins. Already told y'all about me studying at the Healing Arts Academy. Spirit is important to me. Being a deep thinker of the critical per

July 17th, 2026 Over five decades occupying two continents, five cities, and two prisons I was paving my pop-nerd highway by third grade. Summer 1976, seeing "King Kong" Dino De Laurentis' first full color version six times, twice wasn't on account of fresh obsessions with 10-story beasts, gorgeous young Aryans Jessica Lange and Jeff Bridges, nor an epic fight where our Ape King busted my nightmare fuel - a snake colossus - in half. Less terrifying for its proportions, i

July 13th, 2026 Back to the States after my year in da Nederlands I had the mama of all breakdowns. Amsterdam split with sister Rotterdam, the country known for lacking judgy-ness, a quote heard by friend of a friend Dusty, a Chicago attorney last I knew "The only thing we won't tolerate is INTOLERANCE" from a Dutch citizen. Hettie, the cabbie wife of Ruel, my English-deprived coworker took me all over the City of Sin. She witnessed my captivation at "Homomonument", a me

July 11th, 2026 Mixtape-material shopping is my A#1 prisoner retail therapy. Blowing bags of booty keeping mine moving through workouts, psyche escapes, and breakdowns the soundtrack is critical to my survival along with blogging (hi!) and comic books. Transportation is key to living here. Perusing the stacks with my fingertips I find the damnedest things, like last week's Screamin' Jay Hawkins anthem "Same Damn Thing" for instance I'd have never snatched off :20 sam