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Tommer Dates Again: Entry 0.12
New year, new me. Just kidding. It’s a Friday night and I just played with my cat for a beat, while listening to Paul Simon, until I asked myself if I still had feelings for my ex-wife, who filed for divorce almost nine years ago, after six years of marriage. Given the therapy, the hookups,…
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Tommer Dates Again: Entry 0.11
My heart is broken today. I’m OK. I’ll be all right. But: Jésus fucking Cristo, life hurts for no good, goddamn reason. I told my mom, who called me after I texted her I was dumped today, the worst part of being a therapized 41yo in a moment like this is I have no choice…
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Tommer Dates Again: Entry 0.1
THE FUCKENING has not happened. It could have happened on Sunday, May 7, 2023, with Erin, not the same one from 0.09, no, there are so many Erins. None have brought about the fuckening, though some have tried. This Erin is an attorney, and has had a hard time finding a partner, while her siblings…
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Zahn, Thrawn, and the road to canonicity—part one
In 1991 Timothy Zahn published Heir to the Empire. Heir galvanized a sluggish and stale Star Wars fandom. Though I was just three years old at the time—ten years later I devoured these books (Heir began a trilogy). Zahn had already won a Hugo award in 1984, and however much stock you put into the…
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Old Man’s War
Blurbs mean a lot to me. I put a great deal of trust in them, and time and again blurbs have proven an excellent curator of books. But blurbs are used and abused—like everything else. Old Man’s War has a blurb on its front cover that states the following— “…Scalzi’s astonishingly proficient first novel reads…
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Neuromancer, and a little Disney
I finished Neuromancer a few days ago during a long and delay-ridden day of travel. I carelessly gave it three stars.That was rash. Neuromancer continues to linger with me. It drips with PKD. But even more so this book inhabits Ridley Scott’s Blade Runner. These two examples are obviously linked, but Scott’s adaptation of PKD…
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Tommer Dates Again: Entry 0.09
We are one chapter away from 0.1. The tension is killing me. Will the fuckening happen? Not like there’s a consequence if it doesn’t, just asking, will it? This isn’t really fun anymore, I think. I’m currently listening to Okey Dokey, watching, Life in Color on Netflix, after having cleaned wine off the only valuable…
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slouching towards indifference
The draw of Joan Didion is alluring. I’ve surrendered to her siren call before, and will again. I wax and wane with Didion—currently waning. Didion brings the esoteric to the mainstream. That’s the draw. People feel better about themselves when they read Didion. Readers feel smarter, and well read afterwards. I read Play it as…
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Tommer Dates Again: Entry 0.08
After writing 0.07, I learned of the term, “Aspartame Daddy“, which is far more relevant to my station in life than “Sugar Daddy”. Florence Florence and I went out once more on March 24, to Margot Cafe & Bar. The food, cocktails, ambience, and service were all phenomenal. The conversation was light and fun, as…
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Tommer Dates Again: Entry 0.07
My psychiatrist went AWOL. We’ve been meeting every other week for a couple years. Our last appointment that she made it to was on January 12. But we had a Zoom call today. It’s as awkward as a first date, at first. Where the fuck do I start with her? I’m angry she bailed on…