The dumbest of the bunch and a man of no importance. Move along...but I do like bananas, Perry Como, and long walks into walls. That's my perfect day really...in that order.
by Jason T. Kocher May 14th, 2009 - Culture » Film and TV »
While I should perhaps one day write Deadpool, I make no claim as of yet that I should draw it. I’m working on it. If the omittance of the central character’s name from the title didn’t already tip you off to the suckfest that was to follow…Deadpool‘s disappearance after the first 15 minutes of X-Men […]
by Jason T. Kocher May 4th, 2009 - Creative » Witty Bit Eruptions »
The oft lauded construct of substance, placed above and beyond mere style, is in fact nothing more than something of one of the more boring and jealous styles.
by Jason T. Kocher April 25th, 2009 - Creative » Poetry »
The smell of rust flavored grass sand not yet glass A dew through hair moved by dubbed wind matching my musk Bare knees absent mind unkempt thoughts not kept Two eyes look back miss each other and keep going We are All Right.
by Jason T. Kocher April 16th, 2009 - Creative » Writing »
Clearly…a butter lamb… The Book of Me on Easter 2009 translated through a warbly rough Vox Continental. I awoke that morning…to find the rock rolled away from the entrance to the cave, and my lord Jesus Christ naked, smeared with mud…leaves twisted into bunny ears on top of his head…a half-crazed, half-pained look in his […]
