World of McCool

I just burned a bunch of great music from Chris’s computer. Here’s some of what I got:
Sufjan Stevens
Andrew Bird
Sigur Ros
White Stripes
Rusted Root
G Love
Radiohead
Neil Young
Elliott Smith (From a Basement has b-sides!)
Wilco
Tool
Beastie Boys (they put out an instrumental album)
Beck
I am soon to develop the music section of this site, where I will muse upon the greatness […]

Well my time in Kentucky has come to a close. It’s been a wonderful couple of months, romping about the state of my heritage. To all those who have put me up and carted me around and fed me and listened to me ramble, my sincerest thanks. I am blessed with your […]

Chris and Margie have been telling me about these Japanese students who came to EKU on an exchange program. It was a neat experience for everyone who knew them, because, well, foreign exchange living is bloody awesome. I’ll never forget our buddy Dian from China. This guy would crack us up when […]

As esteemed representatives of our generation and all we stand for, my colleagues and I take very seriously the work to which we’ve been called. Yesterday we were on the fucking clock, our docket so full of important engagements we barely had time to sit down and just chill. (Except, of course, during […]

(This was written yesterday, but the computer crashed and I never posted it.)
The moon was waxing but crescent and the sky was free of clouds. Even from my aunt and uncle’s house in Richmond, the stars were bright and clear. When Chris told me they were thinking of hiking out at the […]

Last year for Christmas I bought my aunt and uncle a big coffee table kind of book about the Red River Gorge, and the twenty minutes or so I spent looking through it in the store convinced me that I needed to go there. My uncle Larry told me just last month that he […]

Well I thought I put up an album of sand art. I went through the whole process and was given a report of success, but now I don’t see the album. Perhaps I have angered the cyber spirits and they have rebuked my idols of sand. I’m not really sure.