Hey, Charlie. It’s been a year since you died and I’ve got to say that I am still pretty pissed off about it. What were you thinking? That we could handle everything without you? With you dying just before summer? Jeez, bro. You were too important to me and a lot of us to leave   Read More …

  We have some inside jokes here at East Jesus, just like any other office or club, that only make sense when you’re here. Most people wouldn’t respond to the phrase “Fuck your face” with a bear hug. Most people wouldn’t have a clue when you end a statement with the clarification “like the sea”   Read More …

I haven’t been writing enough. Which is not to say that I haven’t been writing at all, only that the desert has given me nothing but the time and opportunity to work on my craft and I haven’t been taking as much advantage of that as I should be. For this I can only plead   Read More …