Lazy dc n: a state where time does not stop, it dies…slowly; and few others rarely live in a cold blue soft dawn world of powdery concrete and seamless slight grey, labyrinthine horizons. “Well past midnight while walking around Wall Street, I took such a fantastically wrong turn in perception that I found myself dreamily […]

Thomas K’s Dream Diary – August 17th, 2008 All the senses are all at once dominated by a terrible, stinking and gritty heat that shines and slimes through what was once thought to be the firmly secured windows of the mind. In competition with one another, your sight, hearing, smell, and taste swim against the […]

Thomas K’s Dream Diary – August 7th, 2008 When coffee is no longer a tangible thing and exists only as an ethereal question, the sharp derangement of the day has not yet reached its peak. When this question is answered… …you will find yourself in a wood-paneled room seated in an appropriately uncomfortable chair, properly […]

I am learned… In The Sporadical’s continuing crusade to uncover overlooked, underground cultural idiosyncrasies that will aid us in transitioning to The Second Surreal and Unnerving Human Empire, we bring you…cows crapping in a field for money! Cow Chip Bingo! Traditionally, Cow Chip Bingo is begun by a township painting a grid onto a field, […]