I'm Shining

I don’t know the name of the ponytailed prick who came up with the Open Office Agency Model. But if I did, I would hack him up with an axe. Dramatic? I don’t think so. What you call “life in prison,” I call finally getting exactly what I want: Solitary Confinement.

You see, concentration is always something I’ve struggled with. In college, I would find the loneliest, most deserted vacuum and hear angels singing through the sweet, sweet silence. Because unlike Fun With Photoshop! writing amid a cacophony of conference calls and tools with ‘tude is DIFFICULT. Have you ever seen a photo of Thomas Pynchon? Neither have I. Because you cant write Gravity’s Fucking Rainbow while a bunch of art school dropouts wax-unpoetic about Facebook apps. So I made this instead.


Blame the typo on the noise.