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There’s an old joke about seventh day Adventists (don’t worry it’s not mean); Q) Why shouldn’t seventh Adventists engage in sex? A) It leads to smoking. It’s kind of funny, or, perhaps real f...
I used to make mix tapes with songs of days of the week, was always surprised there were as many as there were for Tuesday. No one Thanks God It’s Tuesday, no one lives for Tuesday Night, it’s ne...
A longer brief update
I just watched some movie about some shit or the other. It was good; it had that one guy that you always think is that other guy but he’s not. My ejuice habit hasn’t gotten Froggy as in “if you’r...
brief update
Today is starting out the same as yesterday. My dad has mobility issues. It might be because they bandaged the living bejesus out of his feet. It may be his literal last legs. I might be stronger...
Before the day is gone altogether
I wrote something else, too much keen and mew, bitch and whine, shit and piss (turns out to be literal). My dad is quickly deteriorating and it’s been a bad couple of days. So I let that half wri...
I’ve got one flash I’m happy with one I’m not, so, um, you know, the fuck. I was going to write a flash and now, with the disclaimer as the lead in I think maybe I won’t. Yesterday was a bad day...
A wet sock, a good dog and thou
It’s late, I’m tired, somewhere in the gray area between loopy and crunchy, and though the guards are still up, those metaphorical things that protect us from people, they seem a bit drunk and th...
A moment of silence
Pete Seeger Died today. He was 94. I've looked up to him ever since I was a kid.
The way of things
Bright sunshine, a pale blue sky, the sky I remember from these parts, it doesn’t show itself often these days, and it’s negative 4 degrees Fahrenheit out there, maybe colder with wind chill. Per...
So, like many of you, I got the OD lifeboat email. I imagine it’s sort of like the French aristocracy felt when the gates to the Bastille opened. Maybe not. I tried going to take one last look at...
Just stuff
I wrote a couple of entries yesterday that I didn’t post. It’s because I’m full of shit. I leave a lot out of my day to day and even though I’ve never kept that kind of journal, analog or digital...
State of the Dawg on quitting
It’s been almost four weeks without an analog cigarette and much longer if you don’t count the one or two I had before and during the power outage. I’m really the last guy you want to take quitti...
It's all right, hey lawdy mama
So I had pizza delivered yesterday at luncheon, it being MLK day and apparently no meals on wheels for the folks. Dude calls me back and says they don’t have any feta and after a brief and clumsy...
bongos bass and bob
Another MLK day and once again I’ve forgotten to send my “Happy Civil Liberty Assassination Day” cards. I’m never sure quite what to write in those things either and whether it’s cool to add othe...
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xdaNz5APlh4
A time to reap and a time to sow
Too crunchy for fiction, flash or otherwise. When I was a kid I was really into touring bikes, I mean long distance bicycles; my friends and I built them, not from raw material but from compone...
Simple
My mom is having cataract surgery this morning on her left eye. My little sister came up from Nashville (no, not with a suitcase in her hand or looking for a boy who looks like Elvis, she came wi...
Whole lotta nothing
Odd, I have to force myself to write. Nine days without power and all the previous years cultivating of habit all shot to shit. I use a journal exactly the same way as everyone else, sort of, and...
Doo Right, Yoo Doo right
The last few days the mercury has been climbing past the better cold mark and into the melty marks. Sun is streaming through the eastern windows, well, the only windows in the attic. I went on a ...
State of the Dawg; Vaping mile marker
Man and ma’am and the rest of y’all, if I believed in jinxes and stuff I would have sworn I done jinxed me last night. A jinx is a juvenile minx, right? That whole business about dreaming and sle...
Go Down miss Moses they ain't nothing that you can say
The day is close to over, in a few minutes I’ll take medication and sleep. Without the medication I don’t sleep. I’ve been an insomniac all my life, it only became a problem in the last few years...
It feels like one day just flows into the next, like tributaries, cricks into some grand headwater of time. Sometimes. Sometimes a day will stall or like a shallow pond evaporate into nothing but...
My senses are too dull for fiction and yet fiction is what I want to write. I had a groove once. I don’t mean in the nebulous sense of mojo, more in the carpentry sense of a tongue and groove, th...
Seinn O!
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=u4R5Bx-wGP8
Blowing steam n stuff
Sixth of January twenty fourteen. All the pulp Science Fiction of the fifties had us either living in caves or in outer space by now. I suppose someone could write a dissertation for a doctorate ...
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.”
