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Captain Forever and the Yesterday People
I wrote a comic book in the not too distant past. I reworked a flash I really liked and made a story board. There was even an artist lined up, but things got weird. It was not called Captain fore...
Untitled
It’s Saturday and you’re not. The sun is relentless in her shining through, and you’re not. It’s colder than it looks, you’re not. That’s where the comparisons end between you and a day. Stacking...
The eyes
Seems I was mistaken about when exactly the last snow of the year was. I’m almost happy my expansive and lovely Ass, the sheer acreage of which is impressive, didn’t do all the shit necessary to ...
Devils Anse
Fuck it, I’m starting off talking about a pipe. This might go elsewhere, but it might not. Still working out kinks in paw. For some reason here in the immediate future, there are a variety of new...
More of the same, now with more sameness!
Typing out the kinks. Again. I think it was Borges on the subject of blindness who said “People ask me if it’s like darkness. No. Darkness would be seeing a color or range of color. It’s nothingn...
One better
Wolves mate for life. Heh. That’s one of the eight zillion things in English that means something other than a direct translation would mean. It means they stay with the same mate, not that they ...
B-movie pillow fort, and burying the survey
If you are my age or older (which makes you a millennial, the first millennium) you probably remember if the channel needed changing (to one of the other two) someone had to get up and manually c...
Peer pressure; a prosebox survey
DO YOU LIVE IN A HOUSE OR AN APARTMENT? I just live in one room at a time, but it’s in a house. WOULD YOU SAY IT IS BIG OR SMALL? I would say it’s big, but ask any member of the growing misandry ...
Patterns
Not to long ago (minutes, not years) I had conceived a flash; the feeling familiar and nostalgic, like finding a pair of gloves you stored ten winters back. It came to me as flashes come as a sin...
George
Forty years ago to the minute, give or take somewhere between a few minutes and a few weeks, I was in the Cheyanne Wyoming greyhound station. Sometimes when you’re hitch-hiking you need, or are f...
Dark side of the fifties
Tomorrow is my birthday. I’m not concerned with hitting the dark end, the dusk, of my fifties. I don’t understand modern math so I don’t know what the fifties are the new anything. I think baby b...
Down to Zero
Yesterday I wrote a thingy-entry-rant-nonsense that was kind of lovely in it’s high grade cynical snark and outlying this as the “Opinion Age”. It was pretty much offensive to anyone with an opin...
Multi-tasking, poorly
It’s the crack of 1023 EST on the seventh of February 2018. My granddaughter just turned sixteen, touch and I kill you, kill you all night long. God knows when this will actually post, I mean, th...
Are We there yet?
The sunrise was brilliant this morning in pinks and oranges giving way to a gold as splendid as an Elvis jumpsuit and almost as wide. It’s 930 AM now and the sky is lit up golden, strips of pale ...
It's not because I'm an early riser, didn't get to sleep last night
The damn moon hid behind the clouds on the thirty-first, now, an hour after waking up for the last time, it’s bright as a Rhode scholar on meth. I didn’t mean to foreshadow my demise, I will prob...
Ran out of steam
Long about the crack of mid-November-ish, I jumped into a minor debate on the topic of white privilege on one of my sons’ friends Facebook pages. Friend is the absolute right term, but, I doubt h...
Peer of the Flies
It’s early, not the kind of early where I think I shouldn’t be up, the kind of early where I don’t play with dusty keyboards. I used to be able to work up a head of foam over skipping a few days,...
My gift to insomniacs
So, I wrote this a few days ago (not that you’ve read this far, hell, I fell asleep trying to get this far) and have since purchased a new digital camera. Why? I was in a bad mood so I went into ...
Just say no
There are two words that have been bugging me. I guess it’s not really the words themselves or even common usage, but common eBay useage. Even regular words have lately taken beating on eBay; I b...
The hour in review
I’ve been writing entries daily, it’s just that they get interrupted by life and shit, nasty business that life and shit, and then I misplace them or find they are no longer topical or I lost int...
Pulling wings off the butterfly effect
After reading and watching dozens of books and movies about the butterfly effect I finally googled it today. Why? Shit I don’t know. If I just said curiosity and could go ahead and speculate on d...
Negative seven the hard way
Fucking East Coast, they stole all my freezing my ass off thunder. Not one goddamn national news story about haredawgs ass. Fake news. It was negative thirteen below when I opened the door to the...
It's time that you love and it's time, time, time
So, I was cleaning out my pipes — wait, ya damn degenerates, that’s not a euphemism, I was running everclear through my tobacco pipes — and I wanted something to listen too, you know, pipe cleani...
The New Year
Some New year’s we creep up slowly on until we are sure we have them five by five in our sights and drop them for the meat. Some New Year’s we slide into head first trying to beat the ball to the...
The present, 12/22/2017
I went out to pick up stuff for Christmas dinner. I didn’t like the looks of the parking lot at my favorite grocery store and the next closest is my least favorite grocery in North America (inclu...
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.”
