Will I Ever Write a Critical Piece Again?

I started this blog as a way to write some criticism, but recently my posts have been either silly or personal. I apologize that I am about to continue in that vein. I promise there will be some tough, intellectual thought on this motha very soon.

For some reason, I can't stop listening to Cat Power, especially "The Greatest." Chan's voice is so sorrowful and lovely. Also, I should mention she has a French Bulldog named Mona.



Hi Mona.

Check out pictures of Chan and Mona over at Epicly Later'd.


Once I wanted to be the greatest

No wind or waterfall could stop me

And then came the rush of the flood

The stars at night turned you to dust

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On Saturday, it was gorgeous, nearly sixty degrees.
I drank my first iced coffee of the season.