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I haven’t written in here in so insanely long. Checking: I see I’ve written a little more elsewhere, but it was all before the poem-entry I put in here on January 4th. I’m surprised I didn’t cr...
INTEREST IN THE TIME OF THE ORANGE-COIFFED BLUNTSKULL in The Amalgamated Aggromulator
The sole escape that really works, the only thing that’s sweet: a megrim of involved concern, a fully-formed conceit. I plumb the contours of the thing, I puzzle myself gaily, and while I am ther...
(Two people were murdered on a MAX train and a third almost died when they tried to intervene when a man was screaming abuse at two teenage women, one of whom was wearing a hijab. It happened at...
Once Upon A Time In Fake New England in The Amalgamated Aggromulator
(A random memory I just typed up and posted elsewhere, crossposted here.) A very long time ago, when I was playing Age of Empires III and it was new to me, I . . . well, I’ve rarely ever tried f...
The one where I actually raged in The Amalgamated Aggromulator
(I should say for completeness that my mom talked for a long time on the phone with the uncle who was under discussion. and I listened. He sounded much more together than the feedback from my ot...
My uncle in The Amalgamated Aggromulator
So, I just got off the phone (my mom was on the line too) with my uncle. My other uncle on my mother’s side isn’t doing well. In some sort of memory way, that seems to have eaten his conversation...
So, who's awake? Open election comment thread. in The Amalgamated Aggromulator
I’ll just throw the floor open by saying I’m not feeling too good…
The election is five days away. This year! This year, with Donald Trump squatting on my brain like a toad and turning me into a helplessly hair-trigger tolling bore! Five days and it’s in the ...
(vulgarity tends to mean universality) in The Amalgamated Aggromulator
I guess I usually keep my more vulgar preoccupations out of here. Perhaps a good idea (certainly there’s enough advice around that says to keep your online identity inoffensive and irreproachabl...
Something important to communicate - this recipe for a sauce I found online; it’s “served all over Latin America with roasted meats” . . . “Creamy Cilantro-Lime Sauce INGREDIENTS 2 large jalapeño...
My laptop has been down for a week or so, a hardware issue needing a serious look that I’m scraping together dollars for, so I am on my mother’s. This is an uncomfortable situation. My mother ...
Bird story from a couple of weeks ago in The Amalgamated Aggromulator
(Arbi inspired me to go back and find this in Facebook.) FIRST UPDATE: Late afternoon yesterday. The mysterious bird back in the cluttered corner of the living room would not fly elsewhere, and...
Well, I’m awake. 2:30 a.m. Gurgly heartburny big fat tummy. It’s apparently thinking over the beef barbacoa and rice. Good for it. I pried myself up and switched on the harsh bathroom lights ...
There Are Bees In The Walls in The Amalgamated Aggromulator
. My parents talk after I turn out the light. They speak in low voices far into the night. They will stay together, because they can’t fight, Because of the bees in the walls. . My friends’ house...
Talkative walks and mud brick domes in The Amalgamated Aggromulator
. . . I need to walk faster. When I’m walking in flip-flops I naturally walk a bit more slowly than when I’m wearing regular shoes and can let my strides swing out. So today I was wearing flip-...
A shoddy week, and earthships in The Amalgamated Aggromulator
Not a week for eptness, so far. A couple of inadequately considered decisions . . . not disastrous ones, but not the best. With one of them I had time for the penny to drop and to change course...
The shame of not being one of Earth's heroes in The Amalgamated Aggromulator
I did not write anything for Earth Day yesterday. I thought of it, but I wasn’t up early, and Mom needed my time through the day . . . I don’t know what to say still. Aside from the same old so...
Inbetweening in The Amalgamated Aggromulator
During the periods when I’m not working, I seem to be in a place where I abstain from taking my ADD medication until such time as I happen to wake up at 4:00 a.m. with something ready to start se...
Of demons, ambiguity, and the beauty of a web in The Amalgamated Aggromulator
From time to time . . . do you ever have the feeling that you are secretly attended by demons, who, just every now and then, do little natural-seeming interventions, nudges, to thwart development...
Blood in Brussels in The Amalgamated Aggromulator
And I think of making lists like “Things I Like”… and “Things I Like”… (My perennial forgetfulnesses reave me like a shrike!) – scrap of paper I scribbled on while typing that last marijuana en...
Spring is always different. Here in the Pacific Northwest the transition matches the increasing diminishment of the soggy grey and the reappearance of the sun. But it used to happen in New Mexi...
The glum title is chosen because tomorrow is “Super Tuesday”, when a large clump of states have their primaries for both major U.S. parties . . . and, on the Democratic side, Sanders is not favor...
Donald Trump: America's solution for Tony Abbott envy? in The Amalgamated Aggromulator
Trump, Trump, Trump… I do not want to write about Donald Trump. But it worries at me, and I pace, and there is no Gwen for the mutual balm of talking. If I smoked cigarettes, he would be making...
Two parody-poems upon a BSOD in The Amalgamated Aggromulator
THE SONG OF BLUE-SCREEN SOLOMON Behold, thou art not fair, Blue Screen; behold, thou art not fair; thou hast snake’s eyes within thy locks: thy hair as is a pair of goats, their horns hopelessly ...
Flug wakes up and grabs the laptop by the bed... in The Amalgamated Aggromulator
Just now dreamed an Elmore Leonard special and no mistake. It started with a man, a private detective, meeting a woman, and a strangely whirlwind romance, with the woman finding him so strangely...
