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A Hair Cut and Penny Evans
Today was going to be different. So far it has been. I woke up in the dark, thanks in part to daylight savings, but I think it would have been dark anyway. It’s St. Pattys day here which is like ...
Where the wild wind blows
High winds today. They come rollicking off the lake when they come. The advisory always warns high profile vehicles. I’m sure they mean tall ones and not, say, a 700 series BMW, a Lamborghini or,...
Conventional Wisdom
Fools rush in where angels fear to tread. I never got that one. It makes it sound like angels are penguins or emus, you know, big wings but flightless. I think the saying is supposed to be a stro...
Ouch
Over the last few years a couple of words have crept onto my shit list. Ok, a few dozen marched onto my shit list too playing kazoos and waving the Union Jack, and some just climbed the shit list...
Cognitive Dissonance
“It was awful. Her skin was yellow and she had this wig on and the priest or minister or whatever kept talking about souls and wages of sin and everyone stood in line like the casket had hotdogs....
What?
Oh there is so much shit I want to write about. Wait, no, I don’t want to write about shit, not that shit, I want to write something else. It’s a burden to know things. Once you know what a bison...
All night DJ
Two days without a headache. Yay, probably not migraines, something simpler like a brain tumore or aliens in my brain. It’s ok, my head is a nice place to visit but I wouldn’t want to live there...
The other white meat
I kind of liked the velvet underground, not as much as they liked themselves, but, you know … Lou Reed is always cool. This is my favorite song of theirs. There’s been a lot of songs about heroi...
Pins on a map
The last few days I’ve been thinking about being a kid. Some of it is even voluntary. I mean like zero to maybe twelve. The world was pretty magical; huge piles of snow, baseball from dew to dusk...
Shrink Wrap
I’ve cut a deal with the faux shrink, for now. This is a nervous entry. It’s why I’m thinking a shrink might help. That’s sounds stupid, but it’s simple, it’s a kernel from a much larger bag of p...
Dogs, sacks of shit and other things that lie
Recently the issue of lying has surfaced. Not with me directly, I have an unusual relationship with the truth, but near enough me to hear the arguments. Um, I mean that in the philosophical sense...
You know
My Netflix queue is lean, or, rather, fat with shit I’ve seen. They sent me an emu about a new season of mad men (new to Netflix). I’d never seen it, in part because it was all the rage around th...
Do you remember when Cell phones caused cancer? I sure do. I was selling cell phones, not as often as computers, but I wandered over when someone needed help. When a customer would tell me they c...
You said no strings could secure you at the station
Thursday already, but you knew that. You’re pretty smart; people don’t tell you that often enough. What you and I don’t know is whether they don’t recognize how smart you are or just don’t feel m...
The shallow end of the Gene Pool
The past twenty four hours showed up late. They were shooting for my birthday. I mean they weren’t horrible twenty four hours, just that things went wrong. Simple things went wrong in an extravag...
Feb 29th
It’s the 29th of February, you’d think I’d have something interesting to say, if only just bitching about how we wound up with a calendar that loses a full day every four years. Sorry to disappoi...
Another day has come and gone, why don't you come and go with me?
Balmy spring day with snow on the ground. I drove and it melted. Coincidence? Perhaps. One of the old discs had the above gem on it. You don’t have to like it. We can even still be friends, but ...
Heading sideways
Spiritual tourists, that’s sort of what we are. When I came back here to live I looked up the anarchist within the first week. We had a long walk and talk. He said something I didn’t quite unders...
Ah-la don't go
So I’m driving in the driving snow which goes from winter squall to squalor, and my winter driving instincts kick in and I turn up the volume. The deck is playing one of my terminal (perhaps inte...
Because it's Southside Johnny and the Asbury Dukes
I’d forgotten about that song, the one up there. Up, numbnuts, up! I was listening to some mega-uber-mix disc in the rig — it’s odd but ever since I’ve had disc players with jukebox capability i...
Napping
All the energy has been sucked from my marrow, heart, dreaming body. That’s a shitty sentence, it’s shotgun writing. You don’t need aim when your shell is a thousand thousand slimy things (cause ...
More of the same
Yeah, shit I don’t know. I almost had it, that greased weasel of a kernel of something almost resembling an idea. I almost typed good idea and thought through whether to highlight and delete or d...
Watch the parking meters
This time the song has nothing to do with me. I mean in the immediate sense, I didn’t mull it over, it wasn’t stuck in my head, no worms, aural or otherwise. Over coffee this morning the convers...
Because someone asked
So far so good. The house hasn’t driven into a tree, I haven’t gotten any visible wounds (today), the sun is shining and, as far as I know, no comet is speeding towards earth, or, for that matter...
The eve of a bad moon rising
I interacted more at Open Diary than I do here. It wasn’t positive. I mean, sure, I cackled with my cronies, but I put burning bags on shit on the neighbors doorstep too. I don’t think about OD t...
Book Description
Thought I’d change the title. Some of my best friends are white girls. 95 percent of my friends are in cars going fast.
But perhaps For White Girls In Cars Going Fast was offensive. White girls can call each white girls, but I think we’re supposed to refer to them as pigment challenged Americans, which must confuse the hell out of the Brits, Aussies, and other such nationals on this site, e,g, “My pigmentation is fine and I’m a Not American American.”
