Monthly Archives: June 2017

Trout Fisting In America #18 – Cops

I’ve been working on this entry for three months now, and every time I think it’s ready to go another police killing (a/k/a murder, or at the very least homicide, if you or I did it) happens and I realize … Continue reading

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Trout Fisting In America #17 – Assassination

It’s like my dad used to say: assassination makes two asses out of I and the nation. Of course like a lot of things my dad used to say, it makes no fucking sense at all, but there you go. … Continue reading

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Trout Fisting In America #16 – Divorce

Let’s all sing it like the Tammy Wynette song—D-I-V-O-R-C-E. It’s more fun that way, more of a celebration and less of a wake. Not that there’s anything fun about that song, but when it comes to earthquake implosions of anger & … Continue reading

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Trout Fisting In America #15 – Psychedelics

It’s Saturday morning in my local Kroger grocery store. Psilocybin—or more accurately, my past experiences w/psilocybin—has made it possible for me to sit in the ‘cafe seating’ area (the sign has an accent over the e, but I’m not going … Continue reading

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