pizza slice and walk around. with my best fucking friend

pest ecosystem for wild mountain prayers

your airpods at work are a serious threat to the sanctity of your songs.

walking gently into the unknown :p

As the Greyhound left South Station, I thought of all of the bus rides I took to Astoria see about Jane. We didn't have email yet and I didn't know her phone number. And it would always go the same--I would arrive and find her on a date with a surfer. This was how I took up surfing myself. #fiction

imagining telling my high school self that there will be a time in my life when i go to art school and none of my classmates will know who arcade fire is

he’s a postdoc, I play post rock

wellness checks immediately for anyone trying to be a politician, gallery artist, or professional dancer

How painful it must be to get hit in the face with a coin!

alone in empty apartment on thanksgiving gang rise up

going on a date with a thumb! with a face! excited

starting to regret donating all of my money to the mcdonalds charity

i’ve really been playing with fate riding around the darkened corners of boston at night on this tiny bmx bike with no light

all of my dreams have come true except for a few that have only half come true but they might finish coming true within the next decade

this is the alphabet podcast. i’m your host, scott. a b c d e f g h i j

sports is mind control methinks

due to the commercial failure of Special Room b/w Rubicon, Grazen has decided to break up after 11 years

drone music is awesome; the sound is pleasant so why change it

this morning scott is proud. because he remembered to recycle his single use plastic water bottle. and in this way, he did his part to save the world. and you can too. 🌍 #oneplanet

every time your volcano blows I feel so small

FOR SALE: [email protected] [email protected] two VALUABLE (dot)EDU email addresses for $1̶0̶0̶ $80 each EMAIL ONE OF THE ADDRESSES TO INQUIRE

To the person riding the 80s white Schwinn bicycle on Friendship Hill around 8:35am today….thank God we are both still alive.

now that I read every single comment on arcade fire’s instagram post announcing the divorce of the band’s leading couple, I’m ready to start my day

acting in my classmate’s thing and in my character’s description it says I was “born in the 1990s”

I lost my femur in Phoenix, my clavicle in Cleveland, my ulna in Barcelona and my big toe in Bend

no uber no chipotle 2026. and i’m not saying i won’t use their services. no one will because they will no longer exist by then.

I would rather be ugly on the outside than on the inside. #scottquotes

seven students shitting stinkily

Just saw a compost pile on my way to work today. On cloudy days like today, I can't go anywhere without being reminded of the early 2000s in Astoria, and Jane. She was huge in the horticulture scene. Every day she went on a walk with a different greenhouse owner. But I trusted her. #fiction

scott's golf course, deposit, new york, 1992

It’s just two friends hanging out outside. So what?

you can always get your mfa in contemporary culture from bard before learning how to fry an egg. because life isn’t linear.

jobs i got fired from resume: -front desk at planetarium -consistently 7 minutes late -in home caregiver -he wanted a “young woman of european descent” -in home caregiver again -asked to borrow scissors -kitchen at nursing home -lost key -dishwasher at jazz cafe -too slow

WHAT IS A QR CODE

sorry about the cloudflare outage i’m fixing it

love going to school for my hobby, making transformative art and presenting it twice a semester

i’m applying to be the next rick rubin

what if your homework is a movie

saw someone get on the bus today without wearing a mask

October 3, 2020 Is it okay for a mom to take an instagram pic of baby on pumpkin patch? Trump has coronavirus.

For years now, people have been moving from Boston to Marfa. I can’t be the only one this evening who is wondering what it would be like to go the way of my peers.

a cupple decades away from releasing my Ohio masterpiece.

the children are rapt

spring is in the air

I wrote a political poem. I won’t say who it’s about but you can guess. orange man little hands does a dance he is bad #freespeech

three friends swapping diary entries about their three separate but similarly devastating experiences in #ohio

game idea: you drive me blind folded and with no phone to a random location in greater boston and i have to find my way home