• scale
  • Got a craving for the Horror Diet?

‘Helminthic’ sounds like such a nice word

I think it was Napolean who said something like, “You can tell me your problem as long as you tell me it’s solution.” Not exactly a warm fuzzy dude, but I reflect on this sentiment whenever I’m feeling a fair bit sorry for myself. A couple of weekends ago, when I was first getting acquainted […]

Why Ask Why

For the betterment of humanity, I’m not going to post or even find a link for this one. But I was made aware recently of an episode of a certain TV show (of which I thankfully can NOT remember the name) that featured two obvious social rejects, one of them on the receiving end of […]

And now, the Change in Bowel Habits Museum presents…

The First Irritable Bowel Syndrome Festival! Yes, indeedy! It recently came to a close here in this fair city, and what a festival it was! My large intestine took center stage for 5 days straight, dancing with lions and tigers and bile, oh my! There was the Nausea Whirl, the Vomit Toss,  the Cytokine-led Inflammation Parade and my […]

McFresh Forever

Salt is a preservative. This is why you can find a McFrench fry underneath the seat of your car months after a McMeal and it will still look the same. It takes a looooong time to be broken down. However, McDonalds also puts salt (and sugar and trans fats) in their burgers & buns, too.
Morgan […]

Another contender for Village Idiot

So for the past few days I’ve been on a guided tour of Irritable Bowel Syndrome, getting to know my city in a whole new way: by its bathrooms. Which ones can I go in without a) needing to get a key from the store clerk, b) buying something and c) that are actually on my […]

Turning a Page, or Four

A few years ago I learned how to do tarot card readings, thanks to The Idiot’s Guide to Tarot Card Reading. It’s actually a good primer (the Idiots & Dummies series usually are) for doing basic readings on yourself and friends. About a month ago, I was contemplating relocating to Arizona and starting a whole new life […]

If music be the food of love

Play on, Paul Potts. Who’d have believed they’d let this lad in the door?

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1k08yxu57NA

And I’m not even smoking anything

Yesterday I sprung for Alfonso de Rose’s CD with the title I can’t stand, and this afternoon I popped it into the CD player. It’s rather short; for $30 I wish there was more than one meditation on there. But the music is soothing, and he takes you into a light meditative state of positive […]

A Juicy Bit of My Unconscious

Something strange and wonderful is happening. I think my icicled heart is starting to melt, coupled with a crevice opening up in my psyche.
When I became ill, 14 years ago, I stopped dreaming. Or I stopped being able to remember my dreams. Occasionally I’d have/remember one, but it was a rare occasion. Last night I […]

Feeeeeeeeeeeelings

It was recently pointed out to me by myself that I can be a crankypants when it comes to the subject of weight loss. In the face of eating as strictly as I have and doing all manner of cleansing rituals and not losing a pound, it is not beyond the bounds of human comprehension […]

keep looking »