Nathan Timmel
The BlogBetter Ugly and Original than Blandly Perfect
Anthony Kiedis cannot sing. I don’t know that I ever realized that, or even gave it much thought up until possibly my ten-thousandth listening of Under the Bridge. At that pivotal moment, the instant his voice sounded through the speakers it hit me like a truth I’d...
A Love Letter to my Lydia
Should we be defined by how we view ourselves, or how we act toward others?
Dancing Between Bullets
“My mouth has been where your dick was.” If you want to get my attention with your “Hello,” that’s one way to do it.
Misinformation, Lemming Us Over the Cliff
I don’t remember sex education from my childhood, but I hope it wasn’t as filled with silliness as what I saw while substitute teaching.
The Future’s so Bright, I Gotta Wear a Double-Barrel Shotgun in my Mouth
The state of education in America is a sad one indeed…
Disintegration
“Two roads diverged in a yellow wood…”
Endgame
It is always interesting when seeing the world through the eyes of a bigot. And, of course, by “interesting,” I mean sad.
Fuel
What drives people, neglect, or success? Or does it depend on the personality?
The Silence of the Veal
Ever wonder what it’s like to be a farmer? Here’s some insight into how disgusting things can be…
Please Won’t You Be… My Neighbor
Sometimes, when you’re an asshole, karma comes back to kick you in the ‘nards. This makes the rest of the world smile.
A Connection Worth Waiting For?
Two years and thousands of insurance dollars later, I discover that impending fatherhood brings about a sensation I don’t feel all too often in life: fear.
Goddamn Does My Foot Look Tasty
I say stupid things into a microphone for money. Sometimes I do stupid things on line, on accident. I am dumb.