Drinking wine and repeatedly listening to the “Fathom” soundtrack in my living room…probably my all time favorite film score. No, really. Those songs have been stuck in my head for years. Fly away with me, sky-girl we’ll go racing chasing the sun swallows on the wing around us and the sunlight shining on our rainbow […]
Fly away with me sky girl
By Brandon Adamson
Shoutout
By Brandon Adamson
Thanks to Hollywood Teen TV for featuring my video. You guys rule.
This can’t be the way the world ends
By Brandon Adamson
“Oh God, I could be bounded in a nutshell and count myself a king of infinite space, were it not that I have bad dreams” I’ve really grown fond of this website, The Mad Monarchist I don’t agree with all of the guy’s opinions(although I do most of them,) however the site is a treasure […]
Plastics
By Brandon Adamson
Mr. Braddock: Ben, this whole idea sounds pretty half baked. Ben: No, it’s not. It’s completely baked. Watched The Graduate the other afternoon, which I hadn’t seen since it was on tv on a saturday(or was it a sunday?) afternoon in fall of 1996(UPN channel.) I did see part of it at Beth and Josh’s […]
Workout Routine
By Brandon Adamson
Workout Plan By Brandon Adamson (circa 2004) Some girls are all about wishing things would’ve worked out or wondering why things didn’t work out don’t work out won’t work out or if only this or that then things could’ve worked out. It’s as if instead of working things out and things working out all they […]
We called him tortoise because he taught us
By Brandon Adamson
At the used book store in the Milwaukee Airport in 1988, I made my mom buy me a book called “Winning Through Intimidation” mainly because, as a little kid, I liked the illustrations and was drawn to the cool looking turtle on the front cover. I kept this book under my pillow(along with about 8 […]
The Summer That Never Was
By Brandon Adamson
Summer is nearly upon us, as the sun hangs above ever longer with each turn of the Earth…and yet still these are dark days. Absent is the optimism, the excitement, and the anticipation that preceded all previous summers, even those awful ones which each fell victim to their unique curses. I guess it is something […]