Joe--once again--was wrong, wrong, wrong. |
RIPPED FROM THE PAGES OF EditorialJoe.comAlright.I've opened my mouth many times and spit only feathers, but this one was so light that it had no mass at all. It escaped the solar system at hyperspeed...
Posted by on Mon, 29 Sep 2008 22:15:00 GMT |
Good |
Good never meant fighting for what you believed.Good was standing for what you believed when you were told to hush.Good was fighting for what you believed only when your brother-out-of-house could hea...
Posted by on Mon, 15 Sep 2008 23:31:00 GMT |
Celebrating a decade of slowly opening eyes |
I smoke a clove cigarette I don't need as I watch traffic pass by. My arm slinks gently outside the window to keep most of the trailing smoke from blowing in. The summer has broken. The air outside is...
Posted by on Wed, 10 Sep 2008 03:11:00 GMT |
Another Dream: Wolves in the attic |
The most brutal dream I've had in a while. This is more violent than my dreams have ever gotten, because even though I've fought zombies, skeletal humanoids, and even became a panther made of red liqu...
Posted by on Wed, 30 Jan 2008 11:39:00 GMT |
The sixteen varieties of Joe Callan discussion... |
The Polite SilenceThis is where I let you run your fool mouth off without correcting, stopping, questioning, or arguing with you. If you've seen a lot of these, it's probably because you just met me. ...
Posted by on Fri, 25 Jan 2008 00:26:00 GMT |
The power is in our hands, we just don’t want it. |
If people would worry about their Town Boards, their County Supervisors, their State Senators and State Assemblies, their US Representatives and their US Senators as much as they worry about the nearl...
Posted by on Sat, 12 Jan 2008 02:32:00 GMT |
Memory of the proto-rodent |
It was a bowl of peanuts. I was waiting for my bread in the toaster-oven while I stared at it.Something came over me. Something almost uncontrollable. I grabbed a peanut, then another, then another. G...
Posted by on Fri, 11 Jan 2008 22:11:00 GMT |
On the Ocean at 7AM |
This is it. Wednesday I start a job that will conclude each shift at 7AM.What an amazing gift. I'll bring my running shoes to work. At the end of my shift, I'll smell the salty sea air and jog down th...
Posted by on Mon, 07 Jan 2008 22:45:00 GMT |
Love is a cherry-cake donut... |
8:30 AWake up. Remember fragments of my dream as best I can. Something about rain coming in the windows of this big house with a nice three-seasons room on the second floor. I was setting it up as my ...
Posted by on Sat, 05 Jan 2008 22:17:00 GMT |
Argument from an Aggressive Stance... |
(Posted on my blog...)Mill warns us against it, actually. He says that it's the last thing that one should do when you're trying to convince someone that they're wrong.And he's right. Like my derivati...
Posted by on Sat, 05 Jan 2008 15:51:00 GMT |
