Generally.. I’ll be honest.. I don’t like writing a lot.. It’s hard to organize my thoughts and.. well really there’s just always too fucking many. I have a near inexhaustive supply of good ideas and an utter dearth of ways to effectively communicate them or distinguish which ones would do the most good to most people.. So I do my best to let others do the real work with illustrating societies ills..

That said.. I have a particurly good knack for blasting out irate rants.

And Goddess help you if you have personally earned my literary wrath. I will go out of my way to make sure the linguistic barbs are exceedingly salty and utterly brutal..

With that.. I’d like to bring you the first of a series of rants.. at this point in my life.. You may consider them the knuckle cracking practice required to get to topics that are actually of import.

“Hey PayPal! I noticed your company can’t tell it’s ass from it’s elbow the majority of the time.

Did you know that more and more people are successfully NOT using banks because banks have been out to skin alive the majority of the people who are unfortunate enough to have to use them?

If I EVER had enough money where banks were crawling in front of me begging me for my business… I wouldn’t piss on them if they set themselves on fire trying to show me how much they wanted it.

I don’t have a bank account.. and if it weren’t for your shitty service.. It wouldn’t make one fucking whit of a difference..

If you’re so jazzed to buy into the banking industries sick need to slap a bank account to my credit history.. That’s your fucking problem..

Get your shit together. I don’t have a bank account, I sure as fuck don’t use checks, and last time I checked.. We were using computers to make this shit convenient..

I have a Google Wallet Card.. Go have a Bro lunch with Mastercard and sort this shit out yourselves..

Like I give two fucks..

Oh, and tell your fucking half asses in web dev to slap a javascript error on an empty comment when a carriage return is accidentally hit.. What is this? Amateur hour?”

and yes.. I actually sent them this.. They sent me some shit in email I already fucking knew.. That shit is the WORST.

Hi! I know I haven’t been very active on my site recently and that is sure to change.. very soon.. But I did want to just pop on for a moment to promote my partner’s Kickstarter Project.

My partner Gretchen is driven, passionate, endlessly creative, and endearingly sweet. She writes essays and poetry, creates comics, designs clothing, and works with pretty much every type of content you would find in a zine. This is her first Kickstarter and she is committed to both bringing her zine to life and rewarding those who support her work. She has a beautiful mind and a very wise heart. For my partner; Creating zines is a way to share what she knows, feels, or has experienced with the world. It’s a way for her to promote the beautiful minds or ideas she has found along the way. It’s a way for her to heal both herself and others.

If you could I would deeply appreciate it if you could check it out and support it if possible, if not please show it to those who may fancy it. You would be making me very happy and helping to bring a unique and worthwhile project into the world. Thanks! - <3 Ezmy

Up ðe WitchpunX! Zine Project

Sandman

Living in Olympia is really special.

I am blessed to be able to live in such a historic and storied city.

It is filled with picturesque diversions such as the tugboat Sandman.

Today while I was making a grocery run I noticed that the tug was open for tours, with the very inviting price of free.

I couldn't pass up the chance to get so close to such an interesting maritime vehicle.

I think tugs are interesting vehicles which are pregnant with philosophical implications.. Which is a really long way of saying I think they are cool.

The Sandman has an overall length of 59 feet and ten inches, with a length on the waterline of 49 feet and ten inches. It's hull and deck are made of old growth douglas fir.

It's stern winch is powered by a two cylinder Stanley Steamer auto engine. It has a fuel capacity of 1,280 gallons, and it has an actual weight of 37 tons.

It has a lot of character, and is filled with a lot of cool brass, glass, and rust.

It started and takes place in a local tugboat race each year and was last active commercially in the 80s.

Here is a lovely shot that google decided to spruce up. Shiny innit?

Reminds me a bit of a Gordon Lightfoot song for some reason.