Yes, I guess you could say I am a loner, but I feel more lonely in a crowed room with boring people than I feel on my own.

Will punk rock ever die? Pal, if you have to ask it's dead to you.

When you're going into an employment environment that looks pretty scary, it is easy to lose your moral compass, your decency, your sense of civility and your sense of community.

To get a human through a life, lives of broken bones, knock-me-over-with-a-feather susceptibility to myriad viruses, and whatever else might befall someone will cost money.

August in sub-Saharan Los Angeles is one of the great and awful tests of one's endurance, sanity and stamina.

Love beyond the damage.

August, the summer's last messenger of misery, is a hollow actor.