December 1st, 2010 by Corey A. Edwards
So, I am a good little donkey: dutifully ordering Frank Zappa releases when they are announced and in as timely a fashion as finances allow.
This latest, a 3-cd set of live recordings from performances at London’s Hammersmith Odeon in 1978, I was able to nab at preorder – joy!
Somehow, however, the company that handles the sales sent my CD to an old address, long-since sans forwarding.
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November 11th, 2010 by Corey A. Edwards
A long-ago trip by ferry to Seattle’s Pike Place Market produced this composite.
Organizing my photos for a long-overdue and imminent site makeover has led to the discovery of many, many, many unfinished and/or forgotten projects. This is one.
November 11th, 2010 by Corey A. Edwards
A walk on the beach at Point Wilson with a friend after class, each carrying a camera.
Organizing my photos for a long-overdue and imminent site makeover has led to the discovery of many, many, many unfinished and/or forgotten projects. This is one.
November 11th, 2010 by Corey A. Edwards
Found during a walk with Mel at the base of Discovery Bay.
Organizing my photos for a long-overdue and imminent site makeover has led to the discovery of many, many, many unfinished and/or forgotten projects. This is one.
October 20th, 2010 by Corey A. Edwards
So it’s now been about two years since I could count on having enough money in my checking account at all times.
I’ve grown rather used to this, and am not complaining about it. Even in easier days I did my best to avoid over-extending myself and only bring my situation up now as a precursor to talking about the recent change in banking rules, i.e.; the death of the overdraft fee.
Picture the banker’s grin melting from his weaselly little face.
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October 13th, 2010 by Corey A. Edwards
September 21st, 2010 by Corey A. Edwards
September 16th, 2010 by Corey A. Edwards
Remember, back in the days before the internet, when your friends and neighbors would have to slog all of the way to your door in order to attempt to guilt you into buying something you never wanted and didn’t need?
Well not any more – isn’t modern convenience something?
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July 29th, 2010 by Corey A. Edwards
People aroun’ here are so ignorant. I mean, they’re really uncultured. They just have no clue. For example, I walk into a bar one hot evening and order a Dry Sack. The guy comes around from behind the bar and starts towelin’ off my crotch! I’m like: “get offa me you addlepated nudnik,” and slap him away. So he gets this ugly expression on his face and I’m thinkin’: “who the hell is he to be mad?” So’s I ask him: “who the hell are you to be mad?” An’ he just kinda slouches away, mumbling: “Not mad. Just feeling a little testy.”
July 28th, 2010 by Corey A. Edwards
Just waaaaaaaaaay busy with things other than my own creations.
July 5th, 2010 by Corey A. Edwards
He wasn’t sure when it began but it seemed that now, no matter how he tried, he couldn’t escape it.
It was everywhere. In the chrome of the toaster, rippling up at him from the surface of his morning’s coffee, in the smear of color playing across the glassed face of a clock. He’d lean forward to turn off the TV and, if the light was right, there it was, staring back at him from the grey of the still dying tube: the face.
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July 4th, 2010 by Corey A. Edwards
June 5th, 2010 by Corey A. Edwards
Myrna-Joe was a large woman with bad skin, dimpled joints, and bright orange hair. Not red, mind you: orange. Truth be told it was a wispy, ghost gray, having long since lost its original, dish-water dinginess but she’d colored it with one of those cheap preparations you can find for half-off on aisle 12 and now it was like that of a doll or some character from a 1960’s Rankin/Bass animation.
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May 31st, 2010 by Corey A. Edwards
