Flashback Friday Fat Dog #3: A Burnt Child

Originally released December 2nd, 2015.

In this fancy episode of Fat Dog, Barry Barr helms the ship! Hear Joel's demo tape, originally sent to Sony Music Canada in 2005 and Stan Streeter's report on the dwindling number of Shark Attacks in the world! (Note: The short film Sick Day was scrapped halfway through production-- it just so happens we suck as actors!)

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Feisty Boi

Feisty Boi

It’s strange how productive I can be when I’m at risk of being bored. I can’t remember the last time I was bored because of anything other than a symptom of my sickness. Since being off work, I’ve done as much work on myself as I have this little podcast network of mine. After discovering that a certain therapist wasn’t for me, I ran down the self help road, and have had surprisingly positive results.

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"Friends"

"Friends"

My last real post was January 27th. I did some bullshitty type list post on the fifth in an effort to reclaim some drive when it comes to writing, but it didn’t take. The reason it didn’t take is because I’m recovering from a breakdown that happened so fast that I got whiplash. That last post was called I’m a Quitter (Day 3), and on day four, I broke. It’s not about smoking though. Trying to quit smoking just weakened the levee, everything I had been doing for over a year now had built the pressure behind me.

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Ten Lists of Five

Ten Lists of Five

I’ve been wanting to write about what’s been going on with me lately, but to be honest, I'm scared of it. This is the first time in a long time that I approach the keyboard with fear and find myself unable to really say what I mean. I feel like a lot has fallen apart for me, and I’m still in the phase of shock and awe, staring at the pieces and wondering where to start cleaning up.

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I’m a Quitter, pt. 1 (Day 3)

I’m a Quitter, pt. 1 (Day 3)

I suck at quitting. If the analogy I was using of cigarettes being dead to me is still being used, then I need to confess my necrophilia. Day one was a Friday, a bitch of a day at work on any normal week. I bought a pack that night. I leaned on the gum hard all day, but I had a super-embarrassing freak out at work and decided that I needed to be kind to myself because my mental health isn’t exactly on-lock right now.

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