Tag Archives: Ron Riekki

Scenic

I was stationed in Rota, Spain, when I rented Apocalypse Now for the first time. I felt a grand stupidity when I was in the Navy. My roommate had a gear locker filled with hardcore pornography that he travelled with … Continue reading

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Tats

My uncle has skulls that start at one wrist, wrap up one arm, around his back, down the other arm to the other wrist. It’s like a necklace of skulls except it’d be the biggest necklace in the world that … Continue reading

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Jigga

Shanghai is so beautiful. A global disaster waiting to happen. But so beautiful. We walk by the fat man statue. So many fat man statues here. Why? The residents are so thin. Anorexic thin. Even the ones fat in the … Continue reading

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The Garbage of China

When I used to go to open mic nights and comedy showcases in Chicago, I had trouble with walking by the homeless and then doing comedy. Other comics seemed fine with it, even incorporating bits about the homeless in their … Continue reading

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Once Upon a Time in the Land of Iggy Pop

My cousin Jimmy is one of the great experts of the Michigan music scene. He doesn’t look it, sitting on his couch, crutches, a faded South Park T-shirt, his head furiously working towards baldness. Or maybe he does look it. … Continue reading

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