My cohort in crime has dusted off the easel. I’ll post a link to his site again when it’s done renovations. Until then, his stuff will appear here with permission.

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Yawar Charlie. In 1992 I was in a play he directed at USF. Good Times. After school he pursued his dreams while the rest of us bowed our heads and went to work in jobs we hated so we could afford crap we didn’t need. He’s my hero, but not just for that. […]

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In 1991 me and my heterosexual life partner Dismas made a radio play for his senior Creative Writing class. (I wasn’t even getting a grade out of it.) It was a fun little project, and while primitive, shows that twisted sense of humor that seems to entertain our drunkest and mentally feeblest friends. […]

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