My poor friends page and feeds page are all full of grief and sorrow. Fear not, bereaved hipsters! I know you’ll miss that guy who took a lot of drugs and helped you realize that editors are Satans, and also took a lot of drugs. But remember that you can still see him whenever you want: dancing, forever dancing, rendered almost as realistically as he was in his own writing.
Dear gentle reader: this blog has been operating continuously since I was a teenager. The writing below is at least a decade old. In that time every molecule of my body has been replaced, along with many foolish ideas and flighty beliefs. I want to keep some of those things public out of an honesty and humility I owe the world. I trust you to carry that context with you.