The Dreamer

I’m usually a down-to-earth kind of guy.  I don’t believe in magic, unicorns, faeries, or Bigfoot.  Ghosts are a grey area – I think there is some unexplained phenomenons that fit a ghost criteria, but not enough to convince me there is no other explanation.  Give me good solid facts and firm logic.  But every […]

124 Nudes, 1 Question

Relationships end.  Whether it is a simple friendship that ends because daily life and time management precludes a continuation of enjoyable activities together or a complex “bang her like her pussy is on fire” romantic entanglement, it will end.  If lucky, it ends with a death… which seems like a mean thing to say until […]

Day 14 – What is Normal?

I had this thought today.  The thought was, “I am an insignificant speck on the garbage chute of life and really don’t matter in the grand scheme of existence.”  Now, some of you who like, love, or tolerate me will probably have an adverse reaction to that statement.  You will undoubtedly proclaim positive and reassuring […]

Day 13 – Apologies to Lois Lowry

Many people like to say that December, or Christmas, or Saturnalia, is about giving.  ‘Tis the season of giving, give to the poor, give until it hurts, give the whore a gift from Jared’s.  Now don’t get me wrong, I am not an opponent to giving.  But I do feel the need to tell all […]

Write Like There is No Tomor…

Hugh Hefner’s death has really hit me hard.  I have not been able to look at my pristine copy of Playboy with Marge Simpson on the cover without reaching for some tissues and with tears in my eyes.  Tom Petty’s death has not hit me at all.  I was never a big fan of his […]

I Never Met a Cog I Liked

I hate metacognition.  If you have never come across that term before, it is simply the idea that humans think about thinking.  For example, you are driving along, you make a right turn, and thirty seconds later you are wondering why you did that because you know there was going to be construction on this […]

Advice from Outside the Box

Almost every day, someone walks up to me and asks, “Darth Deviant, how can I be as awesomely different as you are?”  It is flattering really, having old and young alike want to be more like me and less like the washed with coffee-scented scrub masses of sheep.  But it is just not possible.  My […]