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Unknown Hinson Interview

Back in 2010 I had the pleasure of interviewing Unknown Hinson for the inaugural issue of Munster Style magazine. Unfortunately Munster Style never saw the light of day. So I shelved the interview and went on with life.

Then, a couple weeks back while binging on Squidbillies, my wife asked, “What ever happened to that interview with Unknown Hinson? You should publish it on your site.”

I thought, “Might as well.” So I dug it out, blew off the dust, and present it here for your pleasure.

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Damnable Shower Thoughts: Being a Writer

Shower head with water running.

Being a writer is a bit like being a super hero. There is one’s secret “real life” and writing lair. Then there is one’s public front, sometimes with a pen name. It’s lonely, mostly solitary work. It takes a special person to pull it off, and buckets of blood, sweat, and tears. Fans always want more, are highly critical, and more often than not, one’s best is only good enough for a moment.

(if only the super powers . . .)

Still. Worth it.

I think.

(eh . . . maybe)

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Damnable Shower Thoughts: Outsider Looking In

Shower head with water running.

A friend texted she’s finally seen Captain Marvel. This is significant because I’m “The Movie Guy.” Always there opening weekend and there’s something opening EVERY weekend. But since July 2018 I’ve been watching at home, that is, waiting for the new releases to be available for rent.

Her text saddened me. I’m going to be several months out of step. Worse still, with all the Summer blockbusters coming I’m going to have to remove myself from the group texts to avoid spoilers. I’ll be an outsider looking in at the party.

Then, as if in my own teen-coming-of-age rom-com, the realization hit me: there’s a whole world out here I’m missing being the creepy peeping Tom.

(or we can just go to the damned movies again, it’s not THAT expensive.)

Eh. . . Maybe.

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My Sick Days When I Was Green in the Lungs

“Humans are dumb and they die easy.” —Bender Bending Rodriquez

My trashcan is a bucket of sick. It’s not surprising. I work at a K-12 school. On top of that everything outside is coated in the light green dusting of Spring. There’s only so much a body can take, even for a paragon of perfect health such as myself.

I normally don’t get sick. Simply refuse to, you see.

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