Rooster Illusion: Closing Time

That’s right, folks. After six years–holy shit, ten years if you count its origins as a column in a college newspaper–I’m laying this old bird to rest. Ideally, I would be writing this post after Rooster Illusion had reached majestic heights and launched every writer into the stars, career-wise. Then again, maybe not. I like…

Solid Gold Hits: The Second Breakfast Years

Well, folks, it’s the end of an era. As I’m sure you gathered from his epic send-off yesterday, Second Breakfast is hittin’ that long, dusty trail and heading on to greener pastures. In over four years of writing for this site, Chris never missed a Sunday, and, well, that’s dope as hell. I’m extremely proud…

Octoberween Four: This Time, It’s Octoberween Four

Number four. The magic number*. One is the loneliest, two can be as bad as one, and three? Who gives a shit about three? Aside from that being an “actual” magic number, three ain’t shit. Four. Yes, four. That’s where the magic happens. And it’s happening here, friends. Right now, from this blog to your…