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It's not you, it's me
“Trust me, she won’t hesitate to throw anyone under the bus so watch your six.” “Yeah, well, you lay down with dogs you get up with fleas” I Swear to god that’s verbatim from a show I was watchin...
Symmetry and the lack thereof
This song I’m posting because 1) I have to do things in three or fours (man, woman, affinity/ man,woman, woman, affinity, transition — or anything you want to plug in ego ego, id, affinity giv...
Dannys Song
No agenda with this song; it’s just been stuck in my head all day. These guys wrote some damn pretty songs and had some beautiful harmonies. Corny maybe, but sweet. I thought I had something el...
Flies in the Kitchen
I’ve both been thinking about and ignoring the random and brief upshot of my ex’s comet like passing of crazy across my screen. The song up above is a fair representation of all the ways I feel ...
Hey, how you doin'?
I’m trying to get back into the discipline of writing more often, if not daily. An entry or two back I mentioned the letters O and D. I liked the notes and the people who wrote the; my intent, ho...
Haredawg; Add water and he makes his own sauce
“I figure I can get five of y’all” “See? He’s not even fully loaded.” “Yeah I am, I was going shoot you twice” — Hell on Wheels One of the cool things about Losing OD is that I can’t easily track...
A thing
Someone tries to kill you, you try to kill them right back — Malcom Reynolds, Firefly Sound advice, that. I don’t know about y’all but not very many people have tried killing me and the ones tha...
Whoa Oh black friday bam a lam
As I went walking I saw a sign there And on the sign it said “No Trespassing.” But on the other side it didn’t say nothing, That side was made for you and me. — Woody Guthrie Black Friday and ...
What's in the dogs mouth?
It’s damn near been a year since I quit analog cigarettes. I phrase it just so as though I were a politician. I have half a carton sitting next to my humidors. I’m not sure why I refuse to toss i...
Still Alive-ish
Like most of y’all I’m ass deep in snow and the mercury has been bottoming out. Nothing but a thing. There aren’t a whole lot of songs about thanksgiving, among them is no song about dreaming of ...
Kicking cans and violent hash smokers, just in case, you know
Yeah, people used to write songs like these. People sang em too. I used to know these songs. Sometimes when it’s late and all you can hear is the snow falling off the trees and the sound of your ...
Used to be once upon a time, now it's not
So, you know, I got nothing. This song was stuck in my head. I think I need to quit rolling my head around in wet chewing gum. You’d think something like quantum physics or diplomacy would get s...
Old and Less Improved! Now with even less editing!
I guess I’ve been whining like an old guy.It’s not that hard to forget that this little fishing line of a journal only put’s out one chunk of bait at a time, and the poor fishes don’t understand ...
Thursday morning, still
Thursday morning, the sun shines but it’s cold out there, cold as the waitress on the night shift at the Okemos Dennys, cold as Dustys cellar, cold as the sweat on an Old Fashion glass full of Sa...
What is it, Monday? Fuck me, where’d Monday come from? There oughta be a law. In a relative way. I was talking to someone the other day and realized we were having too different conversations. I ...
A perversion of Law where the sun refused to shine
Kvetch will be used in the place of bitch in this entry. We’ve become desensitized to the word and through overuse have perverted the meaning. I heard a phrase in some show I was watching, someon...
It's not a Flash, not yet
There is a story I’ve written a few times from a few angles. I’ve been having a difficult time thinking of an October flash, but I have, just this moment, thought of deconstructing this story bec...
A fine Day
The least important things today were the things I didn’t do. I didn’t smoke a cigarette, for some reason that wasn’t easy today, I don’t know why, I just know I didn’t do it. I’ve kept half the ...
Some Days
Some days and I just don’t see eye to eye, it’s more like tooth to tooth. Not trying to get all biblical on your ass, just saying. It’s not the day so much as the clock and not really the clock b...
I am Sarah, yes, Sarah I am
Words of advice for flashers on hiatus; Do not watch bad Television on the day you normally flash. I am, of course, referring to them what write flash fiction on Friday. To them flashers what run...
Knee Knead
Missed yesterday. I didn’t go for my making-it-up-as-I-go-along knee therapy. It was wet and cold. Not going was a bad idea. I went today it was wetter and colder. Autumn is pretty around here; h...
As I walked Headlong towards my Age
There’s this park in one of the bazillion townships that purple the eye of the local map. There is a stagnant little pond and a rectangular manmade lake; if you flew in a glider upside down from ...
Puddin' ain't swold
Last week has been bad. I don’t want to whine about ailments and so starting today I’m not going too, though I haven’t whined to y’all at all. Knee, bad knee ju-ju, some kind of inflammation and ...
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Time Travel and Wheaties or How I spent My Summer Vacation *edited*
Huh. I didn’t realize how intensely I’ve been absent. It’s been an interesting week. It’s been an interesting year considering how much has been spent sitting around doing nothing. I was thinking...
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.”
