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Category Archives: Self-incrimination

I’m worse at what I do best.

Late one night in 1991 I got off work as a dj at a lite-lite-lite FM station in Huntsville. The previous six hours of treacly smooth mellow sounds were still pounding in my head.  By all accounts my 30-something voice fit in perfectly with the format, which horrified me, but it was still a nice [...]

The name of this blog is Fried Green Tornadoes.

Same blog, new name. In case you’re wondering where the old name “What Does A Yellow Light Mean?” comes from, watch this great Reverend Jim moment from Taxi. The new name is catchy and shorter. But you never know, I might go back.

Now with less MOLECULES!

It’s over between us, caffeine.  Seven days and multiple headaches couldn’t make me come back.

Everything that converges must recede.

I’m decoupling from the Lowe Mill / Flying Monkey Arts community, a remarkable institution that has sprung up in technology-oriented Huntsville, Alabama. I’ve been associated with them since 2007 and they have influenced me in unexpected ways. The people have motivated me to improve as a photographer, and see like an artist.   They’ve inspired me [...]

ACHIEVER.

It’s an honor just to be nominated. Certificate design by Emily Bodnar

It’s only a card.

The Church of the SubGenius has been baffling normals since the late 1970s.  Founded by two nobodies and a piece of clipart,  the SubGenius cult and their figurehead super salesman J. R. “Bob” Dobbs introduced the E-Z-Access Nirvana-like concept of Slack to a slackless world. Their bold prediction that the world would be destroyed by [...]

Too many excellent choices

The producers of the next Crash Boom Bang project asked each performer to come up with “back stories” for their characters.  UH-OH.  I’m supposed to be a wealthy buyer of a painting rumored to possess supernatural qualities.  After careful consideration, I was able to narrow my back story down to four possibilities. Enjoy. Streetwise hooker [...]