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Posts tagged ‘as the twig is bent’

Journalists and marketers love to emphasize generational tags for their own nefarious (or just plain lazy) purposes, but blanket descriptors such as “boomers” or “millennials” tend to be a whole lot of hogwash. At best, these designations are useful in the way terms like “new wave” or “electronica” are useful — a handy little bit […]

From Brinstar with love

February 6th, 2018

(Today’s topic has been rattling inside my skull for a few weeks now, but pal Rusty’s latest P-Swap entry moved to action with its magnificence.) My buddy Damian was the only other kid in our junior high who owned a Sega Master System. It (alongside a shared love of Robotech and role-playing games) was the […]

Armageddon flashbacks

February 1st, 2018

My undergraduate mentor was an ex-marine who was to the extreme left of the political spectrum. He was fond of using words like “hegemonic” and warn about the day “when holy hell rains down, and I say when not if” to a bunch of undergrads who thought a class titled “The Sixties” was going to […]

Abridged too far

January 19th, 2018

Some friends and I were recently discussing the various books that hepped them to the whole reading thing when we were kids, and I had a little difficulty thinking of any specific ones at first. Books have been a central part of my life for as long as I can remember. My parents may have […]

Towards the end of 2016, near the end of my first burst of K-Tel bulk purchases and after I’d integrated record listening into my domestic routine, I decided to chase down various beloved albums which I never owned as LPs. Even at the height of my vinyl collecting days — which, honestly, has since been […]

Back to Wax #4: A right treat

January 2nd, 2018

My quest to bring my record collection into alignment with my current listening habits brought me to eBay, where I browsed listing after listing in search of the right combination of physical condition and asking price. Eventually I stuck gold in the form of a bulk lot jobber offering a choice of five albums from […]

The Warhammer Fantasy Role Play campaign I started for my new college pals continued to build up steam through the spring of 1991. In addition to the core group of players — Mike (human pit fighter), Eugene (human apprentice wizard), “Father Flynn” (herbalist-turned-druid), and “Southie” Dave (halfling thief) — several other Sci-Fi Club members took […]

Life’s what you mech it

December 5th, 2017

It doesn’t matter that my interest in anime faded a decade ago or that I don’t need anymore fragile plastic constructs collecting dust on my shelves. Put a little mad money in my pocket and a an idle hour to browse eBay listings, and I will eventually fall down a rabbit hole filled with Japanese […]

That feudal feeling

November 21st, 2017

The North Woburn apartment where I lived as a kid was cramped, but it didn’t lack bookshelf space. Nearly every room — with the exception of the bathroom — had at some place set aside for the large number of books my family owned. The enclosed back porch which doubled as a laundry area and […]

Home is where the chaos is

November 3rd, 2017

None of my family’s living spaces had a unified “design aesthetic” when I was growing up. My mother tried to impose a retro Thirties style on the duplex we moved into during the mid-Eighties, but the project got sidelined by the intensifying maelstrom of domestic dysfunction. Our places were decked in a catch-as-catch-can hodgepodge of […]

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