All Things Atari, Vintage Gaming & More
My Dad's Favorite Quote That Was Repeated Often In My Childhood: "Proper Preparation Prevents Piss Poor Performance!" Obsessed with Atari again, just bought Atari Flashback Portable 2, Atari Flashback 8, and Atari Flashback 8 Gold all in one night. Heaven help me 😀 I like wearing fuzzy slippers and my warm bathrobe in the morning.... Continue Reading →
(This poem was originally written on October 3, 2001 and was published in the final Nov/Dec 2001 issue of my zine, 'Pop Art Trash') once again, life has got her ragged little claws in me. need I bother to ask for sym- pathy? I’m lost, rotten to the very base, I rest my case.... Continue Reading →
This year, one of my personal goals is to take more photographs. To be honest, I have a Canon Powershot G7X Mark II which is amazing. I sold my Canon T5i Rebel DSLR camera, which was very hefty and too heavy to take on most of my hiking adventures around town. Last year at the... Continue Reading →
Hey! Hope you and yours are having a wonderful new year... As I embark upon this new year, I am extremely grateful for so many things. I wrote about this at length previously so I won't go into it as much this go round, just know that I understand all the blessings God has given... Continue Reading →
I’m a little pup Here for the taking Wrapped up in a bow in a basket I’m a sex animal in the making I’m salivating wildly Here on all fours Oh baby touch me once Touch me twice, I’m all yours I’m a little angel With horns so sharp and pure I used to have... Continue Reading →
So, it’s five days before Christmas. How did we get here so fast? Where did the year go? The past few years, I’ve been saying that to myself. Time flies. And with each passing year, it flies by faster and faster. Time is getting shorter and shorter. Somedays, I just want to pause everything like... Continue Reading →
Hey! B here. Sorry it’s been so long. So much has happened in my life. Wanting to post a quick update. (Quick for me takes on an entirely different meaning.) Since this past Summer when I last posted, I entered a new relationship with this awesome guy named Brian - (yes, Brian, like me) -... Continue Reading →
Igloo City by Brian B. Â When I turn 50 I wanna be real nifty Write books about self pity And dwell in an igloo city. I wanna be real rich I wanna be real bitch I wanna help poor people And shit on the steeple. Â When I turn 85 Please make me... Continue Reading →
10:59 By Brian B.  Looking over at the clock It’s 1159, it’s 1159 again Oh where did the time go Oh where has the day gone I wish I was smoking a big ass blunt Out on the front lawn Standing there chewing On tabacco and bacon Standing there sighing Realizing I’m completely butt... Continue Reading →
I met up today with a woman who is doing outreach for Storehouse, a local non-profit food bank that I actually utilized upon moving to Albuquerque about 6 years ago. The Storehouse changed my life. Let me explain why. When I moved to Albuquerque over 6 years ago, I had only $20 to my name... Continue Reading →
Ballistik Coffee Boy. 