Category: And Then My Brain Esploded

  • On Choosing the Blue Pill

    On Choosing the Blue Pill

    Somewhere on this blog, there is a long ago post about having to take a pill every day for the rest of my life. I grew up knowing that pills were bad. That taking one was a failure. That is not true. It was never true. Every time a pill was added there was someone…

  • So she brought the cheese

    So she brought the cheese

    I go early on Sunday’s to write. I usually get a drink and a lot of time I get the deviled eggs. Everything was mostly fine. I finished the eggs and was eating the puddle of cheese and bacon left on the place. Taking a bite, I set the fork down on the plate, engrossed…

  • No Man’s Sky: Survival on a Toxic Planet

    No Man’s Sky: Survival on a Toxic Planet

    The first thing I met in No Man’s Sky was something akin to a Pug. I started on the toxic planet of Iroksta Vudbok. Since I got the preorder bonus ship, I started with that (no I don’t know how to build a hyperdrive, but I hear doing a few jumps and not buying a…

  • There is No Prize In this Cracker Jack

    I don’t remember how I ended up there. You end up at this end of the tampon and pad isle for a few reasons. Sex, cleanliness, fungal infection, pregnancy tests, or, if your store is that kind of special, maternity vitamins. I can’t exactly fathom why all of these things go together. Things that women…

  • Attack Attack

    I’ve had three attacks since the the Sunday before last, including today. It starts with back pain. Weird upper back pain. Then it gets harder to breath. Eventually my chest and stomach hurt. It only takes one OxyCotin to make the pain go away. So that gives me roughly 36 more times, assuming things don’t…

  • Learning to Eat Again

    I’m failing at eating. I have no will power. My diet sucks. I can’t seem to control anything. I hate that this is just so hard. Sorry to bitch. I’ll figure it out.

  • Equation

    You are cruising down the highway in a woodland green Phantom. Top down, wind streaming your hair back and sunglasses hugging your cheek bones. The roar of the of the engine competes with howl of the atmosphere as you shift down and take a turn into a tunnel. The old bricks of the walls rush…