Brad C. Hodson

When I was kid growing up in the eighties, there were two things I knew with absolute certainty: (1) I was fat and awkward (2) America was the good guys in the world

Lasciate ogni speranza voi ch’entrate. Abandon all hope, ye who enter. -Dante Alighieri’s proposal for a freeway entrance sign I’m sitting in traffic on the 101 trying to get to work. “Traffic” isn’t really the right word. “Traffic” implies some type of locomotion. I am instead parked on the world’s largest used car lot. The man […]

I work for David Lynch. Like faith in God or the existence of UFO’s, I believe this to be true despite the lack of any evidence. Let me describe my work week to you.