Pimpin’ Ain’t Easy or,Updates of Sorts

It’s been months since I posted here. I won’t bore you with my take on current events. No, I just want to pimp some stuff here.

On the home front, I recently completed an interview for a podcast at The New Panic Room Radio Show. You can find out more about The New Panic Room by visiting their web site. We talked about Under the Bronze Moon, my fantasy novel published by Sinister Grin Press.

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I also answered eleven questions in which you can hear me talk about why I’d abolish the internet if I was God for a day. Also, I explain why I think Sling Blade (Mmm-hmm) is the worst movie ever. Okay, maybe I don’t explain it but I remain steadfast in my conviction. So give the podcast a listen. If you don’t have time to listen to the whole show you can fast-forward to the 58:00 mark when my interview begins.

There will be news soon about my next novel, To Dream the Blackbane (Between the Lines Publishing, 2018). It is a dark fantasy concerning a hybrid private eye (half-man, half-dog) who just can say no when it comes to taking on jobs, no matter how deadly they may be.  Stay tuned for cover reveal, release date, links to reviews, etc.

Where books are concerned, I recently read Chump Change by Dan Fante. The author was the son on writer John Fante (Ask the Dust). He died in 2015. Chump Change reads like Bukowski, but Fante portrayed the pain of addiction much better than Bukwoski ever did. I am also revisiting some other semi-autobiographical novels—Ham on Rye by Charles Bukowski, Henry Miller’s Tropic of Cancer (and Capricorn), and some others in the coming months in preparation for my own semi-autobiographical novel that will be a foray into more realist fiction.

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Also, I recently succumbed to reading A Game of Thrones. I may or may not make it through the whole series. Don’t get me wrong. George R.R. Martin is good. It’s just that, like so many others, I watched the HBO series first. Over the years, people I know tried talking me into reading the Songs of Fire and Ice series. But I never got around to it.

Lastly, I recently watched The Hangover again. I’ve decided that there’s something inherently sad about the plight of those characters. My suspension of disbelief ended when Mike Tyson punched out Alan (Zack Galifianakis) and Alan ended up living through it.

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I’m joking. Alan needed to live.

More news soon…

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Wild Night Is Calling: Some Thoughts on the Super Bowl Aftermath in Philadelphia

Today, I hope that young man’s parents, after viewing that video, are right now taking a serious self-inventory of themselves and asking, “Where did we go wrong?”

“Philadelphia merely seems dull because it’s next to exciting Camden, New Jersey.”

~Robert Anton Wilson

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Right now, in Philadelphia and the city’s surrounding communities, to say nothing of those who have moved far away from the area, yet remain loyal fans of the city’s sport franchises, thousands of people are basking in the Philadelphia Eagles’ victory over The New England Patriots. This post, however, is about the aftermath of the Super Bowl win.

If you are inclined to follow the news, you may have seen some footage from places like The Ritz Carlton Hotel on Broad Street. Some revelers thought it would be a good idea to climb onto the canopy over the main entrance. As evident in the video, not a one was a qualified structural engineer or canopy manufacturer. It didn’t end well.  I worked at the Ritz Carlton once upon a time. I know the canopy (or perhaps I should refer to it in the past tense?).

For a more comprehensive glimpse of what went on, take a look at this video. At a minute twenty-five seconds into the clip (1:25/3:01), one gentleman makes a life-changing decision. I hope some of the other people actually caught him. If not, I can’t imagine that guy got up and walked away; however, it’s been said that the angels always look out for drunks.

Despite such potentially deadly stunts, the Philadelphia Police Department, at least as of today, reported no deaths related to the goings-on last night. Injuries and vandalism, of course, were another matter.

News of the Super Bowl celebration’s downward spiral in Philadelphia spread quickly.  The New York Post today offered this article: Fires, mayhem, insane trust falls in Philly After Super Bowl Win. Not to be undone, Newsweek pulled no punches in this article.

Philadelphia is not alone in cities that go ape-shit crazy after a championship game. I could post a long list of links here, but I am fairly certain that internet-savvy readers have already seen hours of that sort of footage over the years. Still, in all of the championship celebrations that have gotten out of control, I don’t remember ever seeing a guy eat horse shit on a dare. I won’t post the video here (even I have my limits), but the footage was picked up by several news outlets from The Daily Mail to The Oregonian. If you’re of a mind, you can google that one yourself.

They say every generation does a little better than the last. Evidently, the horse shit connoisseur didn’t get that memo. Today, I hope that young man’s parents, after viewing that video, are right now taking a serious self-inventory of themselves and asking, “Where did we go wrong?” Also, does anyone know if eating horse poop will, perhaps by way of numerous debilitating infections, make a person sterile enough to kill any chance of reproduction? I sure hope so.