Category Archives: Max’s Journal
The Ultimate Evil
Dark times, America. Dark times. I’m not saying that we’re solely responsible for the world’s devastating income disparity, dangerous climate change, greedy and short-sited military-industrial complex, increasing tensions at home and abroad between various ethnic, racial, religious, and social groups, … Continue reading
It’s my birthday! Buy this book I wrote!
Here is a book. I wrote this book. You should buy this book. Then, presumably, you should read this book. Then I’d appreciate it if you reviewed this book on Amazon and/or Goodreads. Intrigued? You should be. You can purchase … Continue reading
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Tagged Apostate Konstantin, Author, Fantasy, fiction, Novel, post-apocalypse
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On Babies
I’m just a few weeks out from my 30th birthday. What a mind-fuck. I don’t think I’m old, but I remember back to when my parent’s friends were turning thirty, and child me was lurking underfoot during their boring, Zima drinking, no cake … Continue reading
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Tagged babies, birthday, humor, paternity leave, sasquatch, thirty
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Wherein I visit a strip club on a Wednesday
Lounges, Cabarets, Gentleman’s Clubs, Titty Bars. Whatever you want to call them, I am familiar with strip clubs. This is not to say that I’m a pervy weirdo who enjoys spending his money ogling under-dressed young women who have made dubious … Continue reading
What is Love? (baby don’t hurt me)
When I was young, I was dumb as a box of cocks. I often confused love with irresistible lust. I thought love was wanting someone so badly that it caused physical pain. I thought love was seeing the world burst with … Continue reading
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