A skeptical dive into the weird, sketchy, occasionally life-changing world
of self-improvement.
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Yet, after all, why not?
tworuru,
“Oh man, fuck this.” We were playing Halo on the big screen and I was compulsively checking the small screen in between games when I was all of a sudden fed up, fed up to the point of wanting to hurl the phone across the room and into a lake, or a fire; perhaps a
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Day 12: welp, THAT happened
tworuru,
Today’s update is to let you know that I finally bit the bullet1 and emailed a bunch of galleries and sanctuaries about my art.
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Day 11: But what about *second* day of rest?
tworuru,
It may not surprise you to find out that after 24 hours of feverish gastro I am still not 100 percent; I did in fact spend a chunk of today asleep.
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Day 8: Sawing the Zs
tworuru,
Sawing the Z’s Every day I teeter on the edge of not sending one of these out; every day (or night) I manage to do it anyway. A lot of the pain I experience, mental or physical,…
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Day 7: Reduce, Reuse, Recycle, Reanimate
tworuru,
I’m now a full-time artist/writer/marketing contractor/consultant/dilettante
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Day 5: The Printing Press
tworuru,
I have, true to my word, been absolutely smashing the website. As always when I make Website Stuff I feel like Homer when he’s been up all night eating cheese, or like Billy Joel Armstrong in Brain…
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Day 3: The Midnight Method
tworuru,
Author, artist, entrepreneur, male model and playboy dilettante’s Joshua Drummond’s otherwise perfect life was marred by just one flaw: his inability to get up after 5 AM.
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Challenge Day 2 (of 30)
tworuru,
It’s late; I need to figure out a way to get these emails out before stupid o’clock. You know what doesn’t help? GODDAMN DAYLIGHT SAVING TIME THAT’S WHAT.
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Challenge Day 1 (of 30)
tworuru,
For those who signed up for the Cynic’s Guide way back when, this new series may be what you were expecting (compared to whatever it is you got) it’s just me, trying on every damn self-improvement business…











