Thursday 10.18.2013


My room is a mess and I should be cleaning it.
Bailey needs a bath. I have AirBnB guests coming tomorrow and it would behoove me to go straighten up the communal rooms instead of laying back, relaxed, listening to Julia occasionally talk in her sleep and watching John Carpenter’s The Prince of Darkness.

I’ve got a message for you, and you’re not going to like it.

During the month of October I double or triple my already excessive horror movie intake. Today has been excessive even by those standards, starting a new one as soon as the credits finish on the one before. Classic horror. Remakes. Remakes that have become classic horror. After taking a two mile run I retired back to the house and immersed myself in gore, nudity, violence and death while Bailey casually cleaned himself (though he still needs a bath) with a series of wet slurping licks that were even more unsettling than the parade of viscera I was watching onscreen.

1385726_10201903919147113_1604391780_nOctober is the best month of the year. Cooling weather, Horror Movies, Pumpkin everything, NYCC/Pushead and finally Halloween in Austin with Julia. Everything has been going so smoothly this month despite burning the candle at both ends. The Pushead event was pure geek gold; getting to BS with Chris, Phil, Ed, Pat, Michael, Tony, Mikee, Paulie, Marissa, Charlie and finally Pus was perfect. If you’re interested in the geeky details- toys purchased etc, you can swing by my collection specific site for more of that; for here I’ll just say that I wish I had more time to spend with my nerdy friends and we did this more than once or twice a year and I was glad to be able to geek out with them, introduce them to Julia and make my trip about more than just toys and art.

The remaining few weeks of October are going to be equally busy, so I’m trying to take it all in stride and have the best time possible. We’ve got the Aids Walk 5k this coming Sunday, the second half of the 24hr horror fest the following Saturday then a few days in Austin which will, I’m sure, be packed full of adventure, friends and good times. Julia and I finally booked a hotel and are starting to map out things we want to do while we’re in town; see the Alamo so we can later remember it, go see Friday the 13th at the Drafthouse, eat calorically irresponsible food and be ‘that couple’ despite how annoying it must be for everyone who’s not us.

I’ve also been working on a concept for a new Body Modification Blog. One that’s not weighed down with baggage or guided by a single ideology. We’ve got some folks lined up with impressive resumes who are interested in writing for us as well as some great ideas for articles… all we need is a readership that wants a community and not to just be handed content. It’s going to be branded SACRED DEBRIS (which means I’ll be changing the name of this blog to avoid confusion) after my print Body Mod zine from the early 1990s and I’m sure will end up being incredibly fulfilling or frustrating for me, often at the same time,.

So yeah.  There’s that. Projected launch is mid-late November. We’ll see if that actually happens.

Until then I’m going to enjoy October!


Tuesday 08.20.2013


It’s my Friday, Internet.
I’ve always hated that turn of phrase but here it is 2:50am and my work week is over and I’m using it with reckless abandon. My life is that boring. Monday nights/Tuesday mornings tend to be the night that Julia and I don’t spend the night at each other’s place; she’s nestled comfortably (I hope) at her apartment and I’m killing time on a reliable computer in my office before biking home and attempting to blog on my less operational and quickly dying Macbook. I won’t get all sappy on you folks because it’s late and I don’t want to sound like a broken record, but… I long for the day when there won’t be a ‘my place’ or ‘her place’.

Speaking of housing, I’ve been blessed with a decent amount of AirBbB guests this month; things are still going perfectly with that site and it’s users and almost a year later I can’t believe that I’ve had such great luck with it. I’ve met some really rad travelers, made a little bit of much needed petty cash and had a great experience with living outside of my comfort zone. Other than the one twitchy lady that left shortly after arriving we’ve had no real weirdos and a bounty of really fun people who’re open to the experience of staying in a stranger’s house for money and dealing with the eccentricity of the situation in both directions with grace and a sense of humor. Things will slow down as winter approaches, but for now.. I’ll take it.

I’m getting tattooed Thursday; very excited about that. I really wanted to be ‘done’ by the time I turn 40, but that doesn’t seem like it’s going to happen so I can just sort of sit back, relax and get tattooed as whim and availability strike me. I’m going back to Robert Ryan; he’s my favorite currently working American tattoo artist and I’m lucky to have him such a short commute away. We’re going to be taking out my last big piece of open untattooed skin; the back of my left thigh. After that it’ll be my buttcheeks and then fill-in work, little pieces here and there that will fill gaps and awkward spots that have been created by the ‘vulcanized inner tube’ aesthetic that I’ve gone with over the last 23 years. I’ll post pictures when I get back from Asbury, though it’s just outlines so it won’t be that dynamic.

I made my goal for the Aids Walk 5k in under a week- $500 in donations!
I’m so incredibly humbled and thankful that my friends, family, loved ones and even some total strangers were generous enough to help me not only make but exceed my fundraising goal so quickly! I decided to raise my goal to $1000 and see how close I get- I have until the end of October and I haven’t even dipped into my ‘premiums’ yet.. a new OV exclusive tshirt by Simon Erl, a Reign Supreme shirt/cd pack and more. So awesome.

Life is what you make of it… so I’m happy that what I’m putting out is coming back.

Photo: Me at the foot of Lombard street, SF/2013

Thursday 08.08.2013


My friend Brian once said “Good or Bad, my friends are all I’ve ever had.”

I’ve spent the last few days surrounded by my amazing friends.
Having worked on my birthday proper, Julia organized an amazing get together at Fogo de Chao where friends from Norway, Massachusetts, Atlanta, New York, New Jersey, California and all over PA joined me to tell some stories, eat some meat and have a nice relaxing dinner.

The restaurant was incredibly tolerant of our chicanery, even giving the Sangria treatment to an ‘imported’ bottle of Hawaiian Punch that we brought in- mixing fresh fruit and fancy stemwear with cheap fruit juice because they got the joke. That kind of thing goes a long way with the Weirdos and we did our best to be entertaining customers. It paid off- as I was leaving one of the runners told his coworker “this was the most fun party we’ve ever had”.  I’m not sure if it was because I was taking pictures of a friend’s vagina under the table, or maybe Brian and I demanding twinkies after our Hawaiian Punch was delivered, but either way… great night.

We had a little post party good times at the ‘Stop, inviting everyone up to the theater where we set up the Popcorn maker Carm and Robert got me for my birthday, screening ‘Can’t Stop the Music’ and ‘Coming to America’ with fresh popcorn popping and most of us not wearing pants. Damn good capoff of an equally damned good night.

ddmmI also saw Jenna; quick airport trip to keep her company during a layover. I’ve been very spoiled this year; seeing her three times this year makes me want to shoot for four…  I feel like I never have time to visit friends despite having more free time than most of the people I know; it’s frustrating sometimes. I really need to work on getting a new roommate so I can book a few more three day trips before the year is out. My AirBnB bookings have been picking up this month so I have a little wiggle room for adventure, but it would probably behoove me to get a permanent resident in the other open room. Same story- all the time in the world but never time to visit anyone and a house with so much space but no one to fill it. Things will be more stable when Julia finally moves in. We’ve been talking a lot about that lately- the inevitability of her moving in and the little touches she’ll put on the house. I can’t wait to see how the house changes from ‘mine’ to ‘ours’ as she puts her personality into it. So exciting.

I think I’m s’posed to be all introspective and such with a birthday having just passed, thinking about my future and where I want to be in x years… Instead I’m going to take things as they come- planning new tattoos (22nd August with Robert Ryan) and adventures (Halloween in Austin with Julia!) and trying to see my loved ones as much as possible with dreams of Asheville in my periphery…

Photos: My #futuretrophywife and I; inset: DD/MM

Saturday 06.01.2013


I’m having a rough week, internet.
On Thursday, biking home from doing inventory, the driver of a silver minivan opened his door wide into traffic, and I hit it going around 20mph. I didn’t have time to brake; not that it would have mattered really. I hit his door and kept going, flipping off of my bicycle and hitting the road with my face then sliding. Before I stood up I noticed that my face was gushing blood. I had contusions on my back, cheek and a split eyebrow with a large bruise on my finger. The guy’s door was bent out of repair and his new phone was shattered. We called it a draw and I walked home, bleeding profusely and trying to decide if I wanted to go to the emergency room or not.

943489_10200981445565850_1278963559_nIt’s hard being uninsured in America. You find yourself staring in the mirror, checking on your wounds and deciding if they’re bad enough to justify the cost of an Emergency room visit. I put some texts out. My Doctor friends were all graduating and couldn’t sneak away to do sutures and with Vegas and San Diego coming up decided that I should just let it ride. The expense outweighed the risk. I’ll skip any commentary on the politics of heath care and insurance companies and all that. No point.

Forty minutes later the bleeding hadn’t stopped. I decided to go to a walk-in clinic and take my chances. The cost turned out to be manageable; $80 and $80 for the sutures. Ultimately it was worth it, but it was the money I set aside for my hotel in Las Vegas so there’s a bit of stress on that front- not to mention the fork of my bike being shot, so there’s more expenses that have to come out. But more importantly my wound was taken care of- flushed out, sutured and fixed up so the doctor could get me ‘back on the road’. Worth the money and the peace of mind. Once he cleaned it out I realized how bad the wound was and realized that suturing was necessary, so I’m glad I didn’t let pride get in my way and make it where i didn’t go take care of things. The place- Doctor’s Express- was super clean, friendly staff and really worth it. It’s half the cost of a doctor’s visit without insurance, so I’ll make sure to keep them in mind for future medical needs.

It’s Saturday now and my eye is on the mend. The swelling has (mostly) gone down but the bruising is pretty intense. Julia has been taking care of me; our relationship for those of you keeping track is moving along organically and wonderfully. We enjoy the time we get together and both appreciate that alone time is ok too. There’s an ease there that I’ve been missing in my life and she more than provides it (and then some) while still being someone I want to take with me on adventures. More on that later, I’m sure, but I’ll tease with:

Austin Texas. Halloween. 

I think I could have just been her friend had it worked out that way. We certainly didn’t go out on a date thinking “ok, let’s get into a relationship like NOW!” but sometimes things just work out the way they do and you just have to buckle up and enjoy the ride. We’re really into honesty with each other, and yet we were both holding back on using words like ‘girlfriend’ and ‘boyfriend’ because it was ‘too soon’ or ‘what would people think’ so we just kinda held back- breaking our promise of being totally honest.

So now we say it. BF & GF. ILY. All of it. If we say something that needs further discussion… we discuss it. No big deal. Like I said… ease.

Lots of other stuff going on. Been having a lot of AirBnB guests lately; some of whom never actually show up but still pay, some who are super nice and some who I’ve yet to meet. It’s still an exercise in odd, having strangers roaming my home, but you deal with it and it’s great supplemental income. My buddy Mike is going to help me paint the room soon, I’ve got art to frame and hang, and I like the adventure of having weird random folks staying in my house. Totally unlike me, I guess.

So yeah. Things are strange, but strange isn’t bad.

Photos: Injured self portrait, blood.