I am the author of this blog. I live in Oklahoma with my beautiful wife and children. I teach at a university and, in spare moments, write fiction and essays. A collection of my stories will be published by Ravenna Press in 2009. Once upon a time, I edited, designed, and published The God Particle and co-edited the once notorious (now forgotten) BushWhackedUSA. Before that, I made rock music, short films, and a spectacle of myself. Now, well, now I make myself worry.
This is an informal (or, on a rare day, semi-formal) venue for thoughts on politics, satire, fiction, film and music, and for the ways those areas overlap and mingle. Academic concerns may creep in, but this blog is decidedly not intended as an expression of formal academic thought. Nor is this an attempt to launch my name and brand across the firmament of the blogosphere, with the hope of converting the blog into a money-generating advertising venue. Though I once might have aspired to that, I find the idea laughable now. Rather, I view this blog as an open notebook in which I journal my thoughts on a more or less daily basis. You’re invited to look over my shoulder.
Contact
To reach me, send an E-mail to my gmail account, with my full name before the "at" symbol--or simply post a comment on the blog.
My Short, Happy Life as an Auteur
I've decided to come out of the closet: I am a filmmaker. Or, at any rate, I once was. Between 1999 and 2002, I made a series of short films, starting with "My Mother Received a Wound"--which showed at a few film festivals and was (possibly still is) featured in the Moondance Festival's annual "best of" restrospective. The zenith (or nadir, perhaps) of my moviemaking days was surely MOCK, a 47-minute mockumentary film about a filmmaker who makes mockumentary films. If you're interested, you can watch MOCK and several other projects on my Youtube "channel": click here. Enjoy!
(By the way, there's another filmmaker with my name out there--and he lives in San Antonio, the city of my birth, no less--though he spells his first name with a k. I'm quite sure he wouldn't want anyone mistaking my work for his.)
Ann Coulter reminds me so much of that Floridian cow that hated homosexuals, a number of years ago. Anita somebody. These women have a place in the Inferno on a ledge where they have to eat their tongues for every meal, without benefit of teeth.
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Ann Coulter reminds me so much of
that Floridian cow that hated homosexuals, a number of years ago.
Anita somebody. These women have a place in the Inferno on a ledge where they have to eat their tongues for every meal, without benefit of teeth.
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