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Half-Cocked Concepts: Lost My Head in San Francisco
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Monday, August 18, 2014. Lost My Head in San Francisco. When I boarded a plane out of San Francisco on August 11, I had no idea anyone had died. I’d been in town for a pair of baseball games at O.co Coliseum, just one BART stop away from the notorious Fruitvale Station. That we’d missed, which had actually extended longer than the A’s game we’d paid to see, despite starting three hours earlier. It was those Fs that rang in my mind when I heard about his death. Not as schadenfreude. Even his serious and/o...
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Half-Cocked Concepts: The Basest of Men
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Thursday, November 14, 2013. The Basest of Men. So, apparently Rob Ford is crack addict who likes to go down on hookers. Not Justin) Trudeau is finally in jail. In other news, the world is populated by filthy con men and two-bit hustlers. Remember the ShamWow guy. And that's always what gets me about pop culture. It's the gutter, which is fine, because the gutter is human nature. But it's the gutter without perspective, people hounding together and screaming "He hit a prostitute! Scum of the earth! I und...
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Half-Cocked Concepts: Obligatory World Series Post
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Saturday, November 2, 2013. Obligatory World Series Post. So The Red Sox won the World Series. The Red Sox. With John Farrell. In a way Farrell winning was good, because it put all of my fellow Jays fans in their place for the offseason gloating, the premature photoshops. Crumbles, while the Jays begin to assume the mantle of the pre-2004 Red Sox, all foreboding and doom. And by the time the Red Sox hoisted the trophy Wednesday evening my mind was on other matters altogether. View my complete profile.
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Half-Cocked Concepts: August 2014
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Monday, August 18, 2014. Lost My Head in San Francisco. When I boarded a plane out of San Francisco on August 11, I had no idea anyone had died. I’d been in town for a pair of baseball games at O.co Coliseum, just one BART stop away from the notorious Fruitvale Station. That we’d missed, which had actually extended longer than the A’s game we’d paid to see, despite starting three hours earlier. It was those Fs that rang in my mind when I heard about his death. Not as schadenfreude. Even his serious and/o...
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Half-Cocked Concepts: November 2013
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Friday, November 15, 2013. Nin - happiness in slavery. About five years ago, early on in my writing program, I found myself desperately in need of inspiration, motivation and validation. I felt like no one in my workshop even understood what I was trying. As it turned out, it wasn't quite a consignment self-publication; it was a small-press. Novel that had actually received quite a bit. Hold on, I'll tell you; we'll split up the week, okay? You take lymphoma, and tuberculosis. I don't know. am I? You can...
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Half-Cocked Concepts: Blood Lust
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Tuesday, January 14, 2014. I don't know if this film is quintessential Tarantino or if it just belongs to the weird 90s pastiche of murderous. But then a lack of definability is exactly what has since vaulted Tarantino to his idiosyncratic strata of superstardom. True Romance. Aside from the obvious ( Bonnie and Clyde. Which I've never actually seen, and Thelma and Louise,. Which came out two years earlier and was directed by the other Scott brother. And Oliver Stone's Natural Born Killers. That I wished...
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Half-Cocked Concepts: Finally...
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Tuesday, November 5, 2013. I can recall reading Ender's Game. Books mean many things to a single person. Ender's Game was about the id and its hero complex, but it was also about high school, it was also about the Cold War, it was also about religion, it was also about the responsibility bestowed by authority, it was also about children, and it was also about empathy and compassion. That in real life you could convince me why such a thing should be boycotted, but boycotting a movie about war and reconcil...
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Half-Cocked Concepts: Rubbernecking
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Friday, November 15, 2013. Nin - happiness in slavery. About five years ago, early on in my writing program, I found myself desperately in need of inspiration, motivation and validation. I felt like no one in my workshop even understood what I was trying. As it turned out, it wasn't quite a consignment self-publication; it was a small-press. Novel that had actually received quite a bit. Hold on, I'll tell you; we'll split up the week, okay? You take lymphoma, and tuberculosis. I don't know. am I? You can...
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Half-Cocked Concepts: Identity Crisis
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Monday, January 6, 2014. Well, that didn't take long. A month-and-a-half without a post and it's time to take a step back and decide: what is this blog? My previous site was specifically designated as a baseball blog, but that petered out as I realized there were a million others out there getting more exposure because they're infinitely better researched, or connected, or simply brought something to the table which was out of my ballpark. Does it have a focus at all? The cellphones in Annie Hall. But I ...
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Half-Cocked Concepts: January 2014
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Tuesday, January 14, 2014. I don't know if this film is quintessential Tarantino or if it just belongs to the weird 90s pastiche of murderous. But then a lack of definability is exactly what has since vaulted Tarantino to his idiosyncratic strata of superstardom. True Romance. Aside from the obvious ( Bonnie and Clyde. Which I've never actually seen, and Thelma and Louise,. Which came out two years earlier and was directed by the other Scott brother. And Oliver Stone's Natural Born Killers. That I wished...
