Yorick Phoenix misses phone calls: “People you wanted to talk to used to call you up and you would talk about what was going on in your life and catch up.” My late father was my last regular phone correspondent, and I’d like to keep it that way.
Bix dot Blog
The unsupported use case of Bix Frankonis’ disordered, surplus, mediocre midlife in St. Johns, Oregon.
No fear, no hate, no thoughtless bullshit, and no nazis.