Way down at the bottom of the page, you’ll find a dedication that reads “For Skattie.” Skattie was my friend Scott Vice. He was pursuing a Ph.D in Clinical Psychology, specializing in childhood psychological disorders, at the University of Denver.
Feel weirdly down lately. I’m pretty sure everything is OK, so there’s no external reason.
Ate seafood soup with rice noodles at Pho #1. It was really good and I ate the whole thing. Vietnamese soup is highly restorative.
I can’t seem to ever feel refreshed, in these late-summer weeks. I drink a lot of cold water, sparkling water, soda, nothing helps. I eat cold watermelon — nothing. It feels like being short of breath, inhaling deeply but unable to take a really satisfying, full breath.
Maybe if I split a watermelon in half and stick my whole face into it.
I don’t get hangovers easily. Two large (4 oz) gin martinis will almost never make me feel like shit the next day, but a third usually will. Twelve ounces of 94.6 proof gin — this is never, ever a good idea. Continue reading →
For many months I was like Neil Diamond in The Jazz Singer, when he gets fed up with the L.A. “scene” and his studio recording sessions are shitty and he takes off on his motorcycle — his BIKE! — and just like wanders the earth and grows facial hair, and ends up singing at some shitty biker bar in the middle of nowhere.
That was me, except for the L.A. “scene,” the studio recording sessions, the BIKE! and the shitty biker bar gig. I got the facial hair though, sort of. Continue reading →
Hay Guise! I made a BLOG! And it’s for “cool” people only, which is why only three people will ever read it. Yeah!
I don’t have any of my old content from “Edward Sung Dot Com” here, because it’s all about making a “fresh start” (I totally accidentally typed “fresh shart” there), and not at all because I can’t figure out how to import the entries.
This new blog will be weird and angry and sad most of the time, but once in a while will feature something of general interest. That’s the game plan, anyway. I mean assuming it doesn’t just languish for a while and disappear abruptly one day, like most things I do.