boundcreature

if i post some pictures, will you go look at my new website?


This photo was taken this afternoon when the bucket truck ran out of gas on the Mass. Ave bridge. The company that owns the truck we use said the second tank was filled. It was not. It was completely empty. We had a state police escort, but he decided not to help us get gas, he just sat in his car while we waited for someone to drive a gas can out to us. For future reference, if you are going to run out of gas, it should not be on a bridge, over a river, in Boston in the winter. Note my subtle distaste for the situation.

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I have been a motherfucker about replying to comments. Sorry. I love you all, you all brighten my day, I'll get on it sooner or later.

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I want to write about a couple of things, but my brain is shot and I don't feel creative.

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As I've said a couple of times in the last few months, I am starting a culture blog. Mostly an expansion of what happens in this space. A very basic test site is up now while ThePants continues to build the real deal. Please check it out and let me know what you think, what your ideas are and if you feel like it, what you like about my journals / why you read this.

This is the site:

We Must Become Our Heroes

And, if you are wonderful enough to comment, please leave your name so I know who you are.

Peace out,
Jordan

PS (Soon to come): Cute holiday photos involving myself, Palo, my family and a skeezy hotel jacuzzi!