If you are unfamiliar with the sharp rise and steep decline of angry American rap/rock of the late 90s/early 00s, I simultaneously am in awe of, and feel sorry for, you. It was a weird time: people dressed in velour tracksuits, bright pink newsboy caps, and a lot of denim, and also the word "terrorism"… Continue reading What’s Fred Durst Up To These Days?
I talked about the freedom of being phone-less recently, and since I've replaced my sad cracked-screen with a much more expensive but narrowly different model, I've been trying to limit my use of it. I could do better (damn you, Hogwarts Mystery!), and admittedly it hurts to drop a few hundred dollars on something just… Continue reading The Need To Be Liked