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  • Modern Baseball - Your Graduation

    on June 06, 2014
  • Stimpy's Cartoon Show

    on January 01, 2013

    Few things in my life consistenly make me laugh as much as this. I first saw it when I was 10. Twenty years later its nuance still gets me every time. Ren and Stimpy have definitely had the biggest impact on my sense of humor.

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  • The Difference Between The Empire State Building and the Gouldsboro Radio Tower

    on January 01, 2013

    For me, home is too amorphous to define. I've lived in many places in my life and each one brings their own bucket of synapses for my brain to rifle through when time permits. Christmastime, especially, allows me many opportunities to better analyze my self's perception of home.

    The dust is still settling from the shooting in Newtown so my experiences around the holidays '12 were atypical to say the least. We headed to Sandy Hook from the city on the first day of winter to attend a town vigil. I've been alive almost 30 years and I never thought I'd ever need to attend a town vigil. But, there I stood, in a crowd of Newtowners collectively sobbing as a chorus of 'Silent Night' filled the cold air. How was I supposed to act as just a guy who'd been going to their town, their home, for years? Was I allowed to be standing there amongst them? Or was the nature of this horrific act so unique that the rules for such an event were up in the air? Unanswerable questions aside, the...

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  • Grand Theft Auto V: Trailer 2

    on November 11, 2012
  • The Meaning of Life

    on September 09, 2012

    A video I made in 2005 about the meaning of life. It's the weirdest thing I've ever done.

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  • A Lack of Color

    on February 02, 2012

    A music video I made (in 2004)...

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  • Patrick's Secret Castle

    on August 08, 2011

    In my youth I developed a disorder called selective mutism. I wouldn't talk to anyone if they weren't in my immediate family. This caused a lot of confusion for the kids in my kindergarden through second grade classes, but especially my teachers. Some of the nuns at the catholic school I attended would take it upon themselves to try to fix me by locking me in rooms for hours at a time. They took my silence as being defiantly stubborn, which to a catholic nun was just as bad as if I had murdered someone with a crucifix. So, off to a locked room I went. A seven year old kid who is already shut off from society is being even further exiled. There's no good metaphor for how that actually affected me. I'm not sure I'll ever fully realize how much that stunted my development until I'm done developing (queue scary music.) 

    During the time I was selectively mute I didn't have friends, only an NES. When I was five my mom told me she would buy me a new game if I would talk to my...

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