05.01.22 “BCB #43-Coffee & A Chat w/ Adam (“Bally Alley”)”, “No Filter #32-Atari 7800 Showcase 2” & “Unbox’d #12-Mavis Beacon Strikes Back!,” now up on my YouTube page!

This past week, I've published 3 new videos to my #vintagegaming & #atari #YouTube page! For starters, in BCB #43, I continue on with my 'Console Review & Interview' in part 2, where I interview my local gaming buddy Adam T, who is also the mastermind behind the 'Bally Alley' webpage & Astrocast! In No Filter #32, I feature some more great Atari 7800 games & on Unbox'd #12 - Mavis Beacon Strikes Back!, I explain why I love typing programs so much & open up some great boxes of #gaming heaven.

12.3.21 “No Filter #9 – Atari Jaguar w/ Super Burnout,” “Bubba’s Shoutouts #5 – Bladtez,” & “BCB #19 – Blaze Evercade” up my YouTube page this week!

Hey gang! It's yet another chock-full week of #vintagegaming goodness! ๐Ÿ˜€ This week, I released "No Filter #9 - Atari Jaguar w/ Super Burnout," "Bubba's Shoutouts #5 - Bladtez," & "BCB #19 - Blaze Evercade - Overview & Gameplay!" Check out some image captures below and visit my YouTube page by visiting my blog! #evercade #retrogaming #gaming #youtube #gameplay #blazeentertainment

11.07.21 May I Borrow You For a Minute? (Poetry, 2021)

"May I Borrow You For a Minute?" was written on October 23, 2021, and is contained in my personal poetry book for Oct-Dec 2021, 'Earthly Delights in a Closed Type Universe.' It's about tortured souls and what not, and how they like to feed off people's energy. I did that for a long time myself (can we say, my entire 30's?) Anyhow, growing up is all about self-awareness and changing your ways, becoming a better version of yourself, as I like to do every year. (haha) Enjoy. -BB

11.3.21 The More Melancholy Aspects of an Interpersonal Relationship (Poetry, 1999)

For your perusal is this turbulent poem from way back in August 1999, when I was a drug addict, living on the streets of Dallas. (It originally appeared on my blog, Ballistik, on LiveJournal, where I used to blog for 10 years, from 1995-2005.) This poem was written five years after my dear friend Kevin drowned in a hot tub in 1994. I was going through drug withdrawals at the time and was contemplating suicide when I wrote this. (I've been clean for 21 years so this is no longer who I am, but I just thought I'd share. We all have our rock bottom, and this was one of mine.) -BB

12.9.19 The Clang of December (Poem)

"The Clang of December" by Brian Bolding ยฉย 2019 Pop Art Trash Productions *** *** Raining down Soaked in the insanity Of yet another full day of vanity Itโ€™s pasty white out there And people pass and go And donโ€™t ever worry or care About one another Nobody looks after their brother Itโ€™s so sad it... Continue Reading →

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