MY NEW UKULELE
I’m sick of hauling my acoustic guitar down to the beach, where fear of theft and salt water damage keeps me from playing it anyways, so yesterday, we drove over to Guitar Center and bought a ukulele. (Sean, get ready for dueling solos.)
Guitar Center brings back nostalgic memories for me, as in my adolescence, I spent all Christmas or birthday money there, on various gadgets. It’s a wanking wonderland there, and the din from everyone’s noodling solos is strangely conforting.
“NO APOLOGY NECESSARY” AT DANCINGONFLYASH.COM
Matt Bell and Josh Maday, the two fellas who run Dancing On Fly Ash, asked me if I would like to reimagine one of their 100-word stories into a comic. I like the site, they seem like nice guys, so I said sure:
The original story, “Rationalization/Apology,” is from their book, DANCING ON FLY ASH: ONE HUNDRED WORD STORIES, which is getting some good reviews.
Go check it out.
TREE GHOST
It was a beautiful tree, two doors down. i stood next to the cooks from the chinese restaurant across the street and watched it disappear…
THE OLD COUPLE ACROSS THE STREET
