The Reality™ Institute

Collaborative fridge painting by Tommy Hawks and friends.

here’s a song that i made: southern-wall that was then covered by my friend pat. a cover is when you do something someone else did musically differently musically. here’s pat’s: southern-wall-mike-cover i was thinking of doing a We Work Together CD compilation that me and my friends all did together, like songs where we covered […]

I haven’t blogged in about two weeks, I guess. My loved ones caught up with me. They told me they were worried about my blogging, said I was “blog-dependent”, which is one way of putting it. Another way of putting it is “blog-scendent”. They took my computer away and said I couldn’t blog until I […]

I was in a crowded apartment party in the heart of a trendy area in Chicago. I knew it wasn’t going to be much fun so I decided to drink like crazy. My girlfriend had dragged me to come; one of her co-workers had been promoted so she was having a party for herself I […]

Now, we all know that Beetle Bailey is as sharp today as it was 100 years ago when the strip began as a light-hearted satire of the US’s occupation of the Dominican Republic. Since then, the strip has never shied away from controversial topics, as in recent years when it’s tackled sensitive issues ranging from […]

A day in the death of dole Dole’s life was (to me) like an instruction manual on being happy. This is what I might say at his funeral. No, his funeral is not a morbid thought or at least no one would think so at this moment because that’s what you think of when your […]

Holy shit! I didn’t realize what I was seeing until I really saw. You write upon some shit, some thing, some book- like zen and the art of motorcycle maintenance- and your fucked up brain can only say buffalo wings, chain gang, but always summertime. “Who came up with suggesting that there are books you […]

Documenting Life   This is a song I composed for my documentary reel. At some point I will post that up as well. 

I was looking at a photo album the other day Of your family Who’s that dog on the left, your sister?

Let me begin by saying that… I am dead. People die. It should be of no surprise. The method of my death was a bit surprising to me, however. Let’s just say that I only know of at least one other person who has died like me. And how am I telling you this story […]