here is the sign of the young idiot. the haircut designating the sheep-like male-twerp with tickets on the self. made even more popular through being sported by their dumb-cluck hero who can hit a ball, not the right note. out in a restaurant today, many of the tabled crowd sporting this look, seated next to […]

There are no good words for the things I like. On the other hand, there are plenty of ways for describing and criticising things which irritate, annoy and cause aesthetic disjunction. Hence, my reputation for complaining. No doubt I am good at complaining, and, in view of this talent, it would be churlish to hide […]