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Year: 2005

So Long, Duke

Posted on February 21, 2005April 25, 2022 by KZ

I’ve always considered writing the most hateful kind of work. I suspect it’s a bit like fucking, which is only fun for amateurs. Old whores don’t do much giggling. Nothing is fun when you have to do it–over & over, again & again–or else you’ll be evicted, and that gets old. So it’s a rare…

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Mowing Down Protestors, Sacking the QB, It’s All the Same

Posted on February 6, 2005April 25, 2022 by KZ

I didn’t plan on writing about the Super Bowl this year, but I heard something during a commercial break that honestly offended me. What clown working for the Fox Broadcasting Company thought it would be a good idea to play U2’s “Sunday Bloody Sunday” over a montage of football players making plays? Bloody Sunday was…

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So…Would that Make the Kid Half Jewish?

Posted on January 31, 2005April 25, 2022 by KZ

There’s something that’s been bothering me since my days as a student in Catholic elementary school. I guess you could call it a theological question, but I’d be more inclined to classify it as a matter of common sense. And maybe this is an issue that only bothers me, but I have to say that…

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An Image that Nobody Wants in Their Head

Posted on January 26, 2005April 23, 2022 by KZ

Tara: my birthday’s coming!!! Kevin: yay, me too Tara: eh mine’s first Tara: muahahaha Kevin: <–taller Tara: <==== can still take you DOWN Kevin: <–wearing an iron stomach guard! Tara: ew Kevin: what? it’s armor that prevents you from tickling or poking me. Tara: i dunno i just pictured it and it was gross Kevin:…

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What Mumia Knows

Posted on January 20, 2005February 25, 2022 by KZ

Sooner than never they change at each stage they stage each arrangement through fictional shapes formed to fool they play with words as if nothing ever disrupted the stream of eternal monotony You can’t change what you can’t name so ignorance they teach us from an early age dressing their lies with the bind that…

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A Bit Like You and Me

Posted on January 19, 2005April 23, 2022 by KZ

It’s so hard to stay motivated. I’m getting frustrated with the repetitive grind that is law school. This is only week two. Well, it’s week two of semester two, but the previous sentence had far more dramatic effect than this current one could ever hope to muster. I’m just tired. Normally, I’m not the type…

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Far From Alone

Posted on January 15, 2005February 28, 2022 by KZ

Kevin: i liked the old one though Diana: nah, this one looks better Kevin: i’m the only one who liked the old picture Diana: bwahahaha Diana: and the cheese stands alone, my friend Kevin: the mice will find me Kevin: and then i’ll indulge in a huge rodent orgy Kevin: yeah, you like that, Hammy?…

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Privileged Student Blues

Posted on January 14, 2005February 28, 2022 by KZ

This is my first week back into the law school rut, and already I’m resenting the whole experience. Perhaps my petulant inner child is just prone to griping. After all, a month’s worth of vacation is enough to spoil even the most diligent students. And I think it’s safe to say that I’m not the…

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Yeah, Let’s Go with That

Posted on January 14, 2005February 28, 2022 by KZ

I know, I haven’t posted in a while. I feel sort of bad for neglecting trusty ol’ Gray, but it was a necessary evil. You see, right around December 24th, I wrote up four entries’ worth of lighthearted tsunami anecdotes. And well, we all know what happened shortly after that. So you see? The timing…

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It seems to me that if you place music (and books, probably, and films, and plays, and anything that makes you feel) at the center of your being, then you can’t afford to sort out your love life, start to think of it as the finished product. You’ve got to pick at it, keep it alive, and in turmoil, you’ve got to pick at it and unravel it until it all comes apart and you’re compelled to start all over again. Maybe we all live life at too high a pitch, those of us who absorb emotional things all day, and as a consequence we can never feel merely content: we have to be unhappy, or ecstatically, head-over-heels happy, and those states are difficult to achieve within a stable, solid relationship. Maybe Al Green is directly responsible for more than I ever realized.~Nick HornbySource: High Fidelity
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