I had to run laps in gym class pretty frequently. I’d get bored and not really care about finishing the number of laps coach had assigned and I’d just kind of turky-trot around the gym, just to see if I could wait coach out, see if he’d tell me to quit before I’d fulfilled my commitment. It never worked, he’d always call me out.

“You’re doggin’ it, Heavener! Quit doggin’ it!” His term for doing something half-assed.

I’m kinda doggin’ it on the site today. My mind is elsewhere. We’re putting together the print issue and my wheels took a shit so it’s been a mad dash to get anything done in a timely manner.

I promise to use my whole ass next week.

Update: New Yorker link JUST BEFORE THE WAR WITH THE ESKIMOS

Take a second to read this (or anything else he wrote) at some point today. Hyperbole is impossible when mentioning the influence he had on an entire generation, not just of writers, but of human beings. He is the example of how stories can change the world.

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This makes me equal parts furious and sad.

What the fuck? You couldn’t get a real apple pie? Don’t you have art directors and production designers that cater to your every shitty whim? Couldn’t they at least make an apple pie out of resin and fiberglass or something? You of all people should know about things that may look nice on the outside but are actually filled with toxic chemicals. Instead of spending a few hundred dollars on production design you decided to stand there with your hands empty, mugging at the camera like an idiot. Then again, this is something you’re used to.

Love him or hate him, he was an interesting person:

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Epicly Laterd

Tiny Vices

NY Magazine

Still in the land of mountains. Wondering if I’l ever leave.

But we got good friends here, so it’s okay.

We took a road trip to West Jellystone…

…to what I can only imagine is the most depressing place in the entire park.

You said it dude. Polar Bear from Lost in the background, btw.

It gets weirder.

Trapped grizzlies.

Welcome to the West Yellowstone Bear and Wolf Experience. Bears and wolves that have become too sensitized to humans are collected and kept in captivity here. If they weren’t in this sanctuary they would be put to death.

Honestly, I don’t know what is worse, death or a cage.

All I know is that this place is a bummer.

Bear trap.

Medieval looking bear trap.

The crows here can grow up to three feet in height cause people feed them so much. Technically that might make then ravens.

Alright, let’s leave this shitty place.

Meanwhile, back at the homested, Grandpops was listening to his new iPod.

He didn’t know how to turn it up so he just started screaming, “VOLUME!” Laugh if you want, you’ve done it too.