The following occurred, and was written, in December 2005: I was at Starbucks this morning because I had to get up early to finish papers for a million classes. So I’m sitting there with my coffee (and a water because I was thirsty, too) and I’ve got a bunch of photo-copied journal articles and my [...]
This is Conlan
i write words
Music
Dogs are nice, Neko Case, and I’m an ass
When Neko Case says “blog”, you damn well better believe I blog. I would anyway, but especially so because I did not know she had a new album coming out on March 3. What kind of ass am I?[1] You don’t understand. Neko Case… Neko Case is amazing. Her music pierces my soul. Her voice [...]
The OL (don’t call her that)
The original Lauren probably isn’t the original Lauren. I think that was Bacall or Sofarabia. In any event, here is a story about her, involving me and the first time we never met. First, I was all, “Yo, girl. Do you want to be my music girlfriend?” And she was all, “Watch out, this might [...]
Viewer Mail #31: Sicko
Someone named Caït from Avignon, France writes: All of my friends are 20. You wanna buy them drinks, too, you sicko? Actually, Courtney is 21. Maybe she’ll buy you one. Hi, Caït. That is an excellent question. Before continuing, I would like to invite any of my readers who are law enforcement officials of any [...]