I gotta post this shit to Facebook.… Read More That fucking Facebook feeling
Here’s a 1988 documentary on Chicago-legend Wesley Willis. He drew ink-pen drawings of Chicago skylines and draped them in color. Later, he became a successful rock-and-roll musician, but before that he loved draping his drawings in color. Un-fun fact: Wesley had chronic schizophrenia, which haunted him since the day his mother’s boyfriend put a gun… Read More A 1988 Wesley Willis documentary: Artist of the Streets
When dad and I walk together, he’ll stop. “I need to rest for a second,” he says, leaning against a pole or a wall, perhaps taking a longer pause into a chair. He’s always done this, at least as long as I’ve known him. When I was a kid, I’d be so annoyed by his… Read More My dad taught me to never quit
Author Susan Orlean wrote in an essay in Telling True Stories that there are a few questions all writers should ask themselves. The first – and as I see it most important – is “Why did you want to be a writer?” I’ve been thinking about this question a lot over the past few years,… Read More Why Do I Want to be a Writer?
Here’s a piece I wrote that was rejected by humor website McSweeney’s, but almost immediately accepted by the editors of HalConick.blog. Dear Back Hair – From the moment I saw you, I’ve plotted to reclaim my land, but you’ve proven to be a cunning adversary with vast ranks. During our first battle, I was an… Read More An Open Letter to My Back Hair
When my mom was sick with lung cancer, I realized there was a lot I didn’t control in life. I was a child – 9 years old – and I had been taught that I had control. Praying will help good things happen, so will working hard, so will discipline, so will being a good… Read More Steppenwolf’s You Got Older: Our Great Lack of Control
We walked down Ashland Avenue toward my apartment, breaking from laughter only to suffer through awkward pauses. She was a 20-year-old, 5-foot-nothing former swimmer who seemed to glide effortlessly between ease and discomfort. I was a 23-year-old awkward man who had the dating experience of a 16 year old. We were half-drunk, the night was… Read More An Assortment of Adventures in Online Dating
Let Seder’s firing and un-firing be a lesson: Free speech is currently controlled by corporate interests, but it doesn’t have to be. … Read More Sam Seder and the Corporate Control of Speech on Social Media
It’s Friday night I’m alone as I write. There are a lot of lonely nights as a writer, nights where I hole myself up and let my mind move through my fingers. But I’m not alone in my forlorn feelings: We’re all human, all of one mind, all alone in our own ways. To appease… Read More We’re All Alone, So Why Do We Feel So Alone?
A meme posted by March for Science – one that was liked more than 27,000 times and shared more than 20,000 times on Facebook, a number of them on my timeline – shows two cartoon people pointing to a number on the ground. One ‘toon says the number is a 6 and the other says… Read More On: An Awful March for Science Meme