Sooo… the Holidays huh? Am I right? Good start Lando. The holidays have always been a weird time of the year for me. It’s not been easy to get into the “spirit.” I tend to be rather cynical about most holidays, especially those that seem specifically designed to get you to buy more shit you … Continue reading Holiday Thoughts →

Isn’t it annoying when you are having just about the worst day and decide to vent to another person, with the hopes of relieving some of the pressure and weight of whatever is making that day so terrible, and they take it upon themselves to put things in “perspective” for you? Maybe you got in … Continue reading Perspective →

I’m feeling a little Seinfeld right now so I want to talk about planes for a minute. Fuck flying. I think we are all inherently a little afraid to fly. I had this totally original thought when my wife and I were taking off to head to a place that required flying to. What kind … Continue reading What’s the deal with flying? →

These Food Network shows drive me crazy. Nothing screams “first world” more than fetishizing food for 24-hours a day. Sure, cooking can be art, but so is drawing naked people. Yet when you abandon the study of the human form and start drawing them fucking because it tickles the right part of your brain and … Continue reading Flavortown! →

My people (Cubans) have an idiom I am quite fond of using. It’s as versatile and satisfying to use as the word ‘fuck’ is in English. This idiom is “comiendo mierda” (and its many variations). The phrase directly translates to “eating shit”. It’s one of those things that makes more sense colloquially to Spanish-speakers than … Continue reading Coprophagia →

I had a really productive conversation with one of my favorite people the other day. We talked about a lot of things, but the topic that most resonated with me is something I have struggled with for a long time now; The Dream and how to achieve it. I guess I should define what I … Continue reading Lando that Tried →

I need to gain some perspective. Lately, when I’ve been asked how I’m doing, I find myself answering with “eh, hanging in there.” I have used this so often recently, that it’s been stapled to my lexicon in such a way that I have to consciously break myself from that standard response. It now takes … Continue reading Hanging in there. →

A weird thing about being human is the care we take to seem less so. We tend to invest a lot of time in separating ourselves from the aspects of our own humanity that we have collectively decided are unpleasant. We purchase cosmetics to hide physical imperfections, we style our clothes to fit the ever-changing … Continue reading Intimacy →