childhood

My childhood dog is turning 14 soon, and recently, she's been making some of the wildest sounds I’ve ever heard. Some are adorable — others, not so much.

I wanted to remember what my childhood was like, but I was terrified that every trace of it would be gone — scraped away, painted over and torn down.

A woman, a shadow, at the edge of memory, makes a promise.

Dear the Daily Clog, happy 13th birthday! Wow, to think it’s been 13 years since you first came into the world and brought to it your unique sense of humor.

Even when life gets stressful, your stuffed animals will be there to cuddle with and make life a lot more fun — seems like the perfect thing to help get a person through a semester at UC Berkeley.

Unlike the doorway of my room, the threshold to adulthood is not one you can simply dive right through. In fact, it isn’t even hollow.

Granted I am 19 now and spending my days making fake phone calls to people who don’t exist would certainly raise some valid concerns. But those unburdened years — spent pursuing entirely made-up occupations from the comfort of my living room — seemed valuable to me.

There are good odds that you brought over a few remnants of your childhood. It’s important to be able to get some utility out of these items — otherwise, it’s just additional junk you have sitting around in your living space.

KKB eschews bubblegum poptimism for an unhinged new sound on its latest two records, EP TOTEP and album Time ‘n’ Place. The band’s new influences are varied: Lobban credits acts such as Judy and Mary, Sweet Trip and Citrus.