NopeN |
I have been hunting for my pen for hours. I have left my house only to return and continue the search. I was out! Why didn't I just buy another one? No, I have one. But before I can use it, i have to ...
Posted by on Sun, 06 Jan 2008 14:23:00 GMT |
two months and no words. |
A late afternoon visit became an early morning boozefest. It wasn't meant to happen, but it did just the same. The plan was to see Pride Tiger at the bar across the street. The one next to the B...
Posted by on Tue, 02 Oct 2007 17:36:00 GMT |
The case of the vibrating pocket |
It's your phone. Answer it stupid. Case closed.
Posted by on Thu, 30 Aug 2007 19:33:00 GMT |
Hey Doggy! Wanna flim-flam? |
A one sock'd man crossed the street wearing his boxer shorts and a t-shirt. A deflated blue and red air mattress was draped over his shoulders. He scared the shit out of children and dogs. Maybe even...
Posted by on Thu, 26 Jul 2007 19:34:00 GMT |
Things happen here. |
In the place that I live, pink, sun bleached track suits hang in store front windows.People walk sideways. You can buy shoes in the same store you can buy milk. I wouldn't trust either. If you don't s...
Posted by on Tue, 22 May 2007 03:32:00 GMT |
Camp |
City camping on tiny plots of land will be the next big thing.It will happen mainly behind houses people already own. They'll rent out "camp sites". You'll have a cooler full of beer chained to a wood...
Posted by on Fri, 04 May 2007 22:27:00 GMT |
In a moment. |
I didn't feel a thing. When he left, I expected a message or a sign. Nothing. I saw it coming, but did it help? He's still gone. A little piece of him sits in a heart shaped box in a cherry wood hutch...
Posted by on Thu, 12 Apr 2007 11:57:00 GMT |
---- is a scam. |
From This American Life (on Showtime and NPR)Love is a scam. According to a 14 yr old 8th grader who has witnessed his friends develop crushes, fall in love and get their hearts broken. He wants nothi...
Posted by on Sun, 25 Mar 2007 14:01:00 GMT |
Just Another. |
How to be a hack writer: Make sure you are unpublished. Venture out to a local bar for drinks.When you are at said bar, talk of old times and hope for something to change the subject. That happened to...
Posted by on Thu, 01 Mar 2007 23:38:00 GMT |
Sonata for a Good Man. |
I've bitten and picked my index finger raw. Something is on my mind. I don't know what it is. It's a nervous habit. It's nervous energy. I saw "The Lives of Others" tonight. A friend remarked that it...
Posted by on Wed, 28 Feb 2007 21:37:00 GMT |
