Category: the internets

  • when the sun goes down, I think of Charles Bukowski

    when the sun goes down, I think of Charles Bukowski

    I like to imagine what he might think about the world today. Not that I knew the guy, it’s just an interesting exercise.

  • sometimes it’s nice not being on the inside

    This blog has frequently hosted my ramblings about Houston, both positive and negative. The negative usually focused on the things I felt Houston was losing to the ever-present push of “progress.” Tear down the Astrodome and install a monument that “celebrates the Astrodome.” Tear down a burger joint that’s been hopping for 50 years, pave the whole […]

  • no pants workday

    Now that I work from home full-time, my entire routine has changed. There’s the obvious–not getting up to a squawking alarm, not packing a lunch, not sitting in traffic, not making small talk. But there are a lot of other changes I hadn’t anticipated. Like the view. My desk is situated between two windows that look out on […]

  • what the?

    One change leads to another. FIGHT STUPIDIZATION has wanted to live on its own for a long time. It finally found an apartment, which you can visit here. Other than a facelift/name change, cryjack.com will be same as it ever was. This is not my beautiful house.

  • the top 5 reasons I hate lists

    1. Lists are lazy writing. It takes effort to write something that flows forth from a central idea and has segues and transitions. It’s much easier to come up with a slideshow about “The Top Ten Reasons We Don’t Miss 80s’ Fashion” with a pithy sentence or two for each image and call it journalism. […]

  • this little piggie had none

    This is the logo I designed for my new website, the project that’s been sucking up a lot of my non-work hours. The site combines my professional writing stuff with my playwriting stuff, both of which seem like they need to be separate from my blog writing stuff. I have just enough knowledge to give […]

  • kill your TV, but only partially

    I’m not going to become one of those people. You know the type. They grab any opportunity to loudly proclaim they don’t watch television. “I haven’t owned a TV in YEARS,” they gush, their words slightly muffled by the fact that they’re fellating themselves. Not going to do that. But I do want to tell […]

  • basketball goal: 2, sweet little birds: 0

    First: my radio silence of late. I think this site is in transition. To what, I’m not sure. Rather than just let things dangle, eventually to wither and fall off, I’m going to redesign cryjack.com. Which, I hope, will make my goals for my blog a little more clear. It’s not that I don’t have […]

  • for love, not money

    I subscribe to about 50 blogs. The exact number ebbs and flows as people get added and dropped. My reasons for dropping a blog are generally: they start getting preachy about shit I don’t want to be preached to about they’ve received a bit of national press and have been changed by the experience (in […]