“I am so dead they’re going to have to bury me twice “- Corey Haim
By Brandon Adamson

Corey Haim died, which was pretty sad. He was always my favorite of the two Coreys. In the fall of 1988, my mom took me and Robbie Haas to see “Who Framed Roger Rabbit” but for some reason it wasn’t playing so we ended up seeing “License to Drive” which would later serve as an […]

I was born to love you. I was born to lick your face
By Brandon Adamson

B: The movie Caddyshack has been playing on repeat in my dvd player for a few weeks now, and I’ve since adopted a sort of 80’s golfer clothing style… Why are you laughing? G: I thought you were starting to say you adopted a child. Sorry I wasn’t really paying attention to what you were […]

martin van ruin
By Brandon Adamson

Found this cool site that shows the history of Van Buren St. http://www.brazilbrazil.com/vanburen.html I never knew that the “Miranda rights” originated from this seedy street, which has apparently always possessed varying degrees of seediness: In the early 1960s an 18-year-old woman was walking down Van Buren, returning from work to her home near 7th street, […]

The authentic cool of the elders
By Brandon Adamson

Old people are just naturally cool. They give off that uninterested vibe that they’ve seen it all, been there done that, mostly because they have(or are simply too exhausted by what they have seen to show much enthusiasm for whatever trivial stupid thing you’re trying to show them.) They don’t get too passionate because they […]

If the dog wouldn’t have stopped to shit he would’ve caught the rabbit
By Brandon Adamson

So lately when go I jogging at night I keep almost getting attacked by vicious dogs. There is one particular Arcadia street which I prefer to jog through because of the lovely 60’s era tri-level houses, and because there are unlikely to be gangsters, trashy people drinking in their front yards or any other riff […]

Acceptance is the Cure
By Brandon Adamson

Acceptance is the Cure I just want someone to accept me for who I am- “But you don’t even accept yourself for who you are!” I accept myself for being someone who can’t accept who they are. So I guess I’m looking for an exception, someone who accepts me for being someone who accepts themselves […]

cockpit of despair
By Brandon Adamson

Flight From The Senses by Brandon Adamson Putting on the invisible disguise in an effort to evade untimely demise it’s off to navigate the maze of the skies without a wingman, minus a stewardess, and the crash lessons of the last as the only guide, such is the flight experience on the airline of the […]

Time Machine Daydream
By Brandon Adamson

Dawn Batson dredged up this photo of me at Harlowe’s from when she came to visit in December of 2006.When I see it, all I can think is “such innocent times.” Dreary to see a photo like this really. I feel like I need to time travel back there to my diet depsi drinking, cream […]

the coin of the realm
By Brandon Adamson

“That’ll be 8.02” (I hand the girl at the counter a $10 bill and she starts to count out 1.98 in change) “You’re not really going to give me 98 cents change are you?” Normally I pay for everything with my debit card, but at certain places I only pay cash because I don’t necessarily […]

The Virtues of Being a Number
By Brandon Adamson

People just don’t seem to understand the name Brandon. By that I mean they literally never can get it right when they hear it. Anytime I go anywhere or do anything where some stranger feels the need to ask me my name and I say “Brandon”….they always come back and mistake it for some other […]