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Posts tagged ‘1989’

Through the rest of the spring and early summer of 1989, I got into the habit of picking up stray issues of White Dwarf from Excalibur’s large inventory of cover-priced back issues. I tended to stick to the ones that included relevant material for Warhammer Fantasy Role Play, but ended up spending more time checking […]

Do you remember?

September 14th, 2017

Hüsker Dü filled the same niche for me that Depeche Mode or the Cure filled for other alt-leaning Gen X teens, a vicarious vehicle foe the sentimental side of adolescent angst. I discovered them through an episode of 21 Jump Street, where a promo poster for Zen Arcade hung prominently in a safe-for-TV “punk rock” […]

By the time the spring of 1989 rolled around, the post-traumatic shellshock I experienced following my mother’s death faded into a constant state of restless boredom. I welcomed the sense of stability living with my grandmother provided, but there was a part of me that had difficulty adjusting to a life where horrible shit didn’t […]

I spent early part of 1989 settling into my new routine of school, work, and visiting my father on the weekends. It only lasted about ten weeks, but it felt much longer because it was the buffer between a pair of big life-changing events. During that stretch, my interest in role-playing games became eclipsed by […]

Despite the upheaval caused my my mother’s death, it didn’t take long for me to adjust to the new abnormal. My grandmother had the spare room done over into a proper bedroom, which I shared with Lil Bro and the one family cat we were allowed to keep. The situation felt unreal and unsettling but […]

Cooking with gas

May 19th, 2017

Peter was the morning shift cook at the hospital kitchen where I worked in high school. He had about ten years on me, though you wouldn’t have know from his looks and antics. He lived for stupid pranks and tasteless jokes of a type that made our supervisor wince before delivering a stern lecture. In […]

The three years that passed between my mother’s death in November 1988 and my first date with Maura in December 1991 felt longer than the five that preceded them and the twenty five which followed them. It’s understandable, herbal as it was a period marked by one life-changing event after another. One of the most […]

As it has been a quarter-century since the release of Tim Burton’s Batman film, dysentery the comics internet is all a’buzz with memories and commemorations, here mostly from kids who were still in short pants back in the summer of 1989. I don’t say that to disparage these folks, sickness but there are matters of […]

It’s a sad truth that the conceptual aspects of any given groundbreaking work or artistic movement will be overshadowed by superficial readings of its most obvious — and imitable — aspects. The grand prank underlying Duchamp’s “Fountain” was (and is) overlooked by scores of irony oblivious “found object” sculptors as Pollock’s paintings have been reduced […]

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