Hoarder
I "discovered" an old hard drive last night, with photos I haven't seen in many, many years. My drives consist of files with folders within folders, mostly labelled with dates. This does not make it...
View ArticleKeep On Rocking' In The Free World
Fuck Joe Rogan. I'm with Neil Young. I can't believe Rogan is like one of the richest people in broadcasting. This is the world in which I live, though. Maybe I'll start my own podcast and he can...
View ArticleOn the Spectrum
Each morning before I begin to write, I choose a photo. It is just habit perhaps, but I can't start writing until I put one up. Sometimes they are related to what I am going to write, and sometimes...
View ArticleEyes to See It All
I wanted to drink last night very badly once I realized it was Friday again. I miss drinking on Fridays. I haven't had any trouble at all with Dry January, not until last night. Perhaps I wanted to...
View ArticleGrammar Is Important
As I prepare to write, Q is messaging me that "children are our future." You know. . . that's what people say. So. . . Q was once our future. Oy! Generation X. Look what they've done to our...
View ArticleWrestling the Monster
“The clothes make the man, or so the saying goes. But all you have to do is look at a row of fedoras to know what a bunch of baloney that is. Gather together a group of men of every gradation—from...
View ArticleReupholstering
This is for all my pals who made it through Dry January. Don't worry. There are tokens for every month, perhaps every day, if you choose to continue. February is a short month, so it should be...
View ArticleWhite Discomfort and the Whistle Pig (or How I Fell Off the Wagon)
Well. . . February started off with a bang! I uncorked a bottle of wine. I thought about it deeply, for a long time, and came to the conclusion that not to do so would be the start of a new...
View ArticleRoadrunning
My beautician texted me last week to change my appointment. O.K. Then she changed it again. Yesterday, she texted to have me come an hour earlier than scheduled. "Sure. I'm your bitch."Turns out...
View ArticlePacking
Leaving the house today for awhile. Of course, the weather has some last minute changes. It looks like there will be plenty of rain while I am at the beach. Selavy. You can't control the weather,...
View ArticleThe Middle of the State
I did it! I left the house. Now I'm just a man out there with a smile and a shoeshine. Or something. I took the long way to my destination, through the middle of the state stopping in smallish...
View ArticleA Good Little Bar
I won't be able to write much today. Everyone is up and the t.v. is on. My head is snotty and I can barely think. They ask me a question every few keystrokes. The weather is shitty, cloudy and...
View ArticleEnnui Rises Suddenly
"Ennui rises suddenly on a Monday"That's a line from "The French Dispatch." It is an ironic line and fooled me when I first read it. "Read it? I thought you said it was from the movie?""Here--read...
View ArticleOld and Useless
Driving through the country, you can find the occasional old showpiece here and there, an old barn or a truck set out as if for display. If you have a mind, you might stop the car and make an...
View ArticleWhatever
Not found on a southern prairie, but at a seaside home. I had to trespass a bit to take the picture. As always, I anticipated attack dogs that didn't materialize. Just something once beautiful, now...
View ArticleA Character in an Elliot Poem
A lousy, rather ominous morning gave way to a most beautiful day--the bluest of skies, mild temperatures, and the hint of a pleasant breeze. Truly, the day was magnificent. I spent it alone. As...
View ArticleThe Thing Was Over. . . It Was Done
I went to my first and final birthday celebration yesterday with the kids from the factory. It was fun. We sat outside at a good Spanish restaurant which relieved my Covid fears. Under the heat...
View ArticleThe Impressionable
I fall increasingly out of love with the Impressionist. Pissarro, Renoir, and Monet were pals. They painted in the same studio for many years, or so I've learned. They influenced one another,...
View ArticleSiren's Call
I didn't feel well at all yesterday. My entire body ached. It could be that I have gone back into the gym and am trying to regain my teenaged body. Or. . . you know. . . it could be The Covid. I've...
View ArticleSelf-Betrayals
I've decided that it is a series of "Self-Betrayals." I'll create a dating app profile for them. Let's see what kinda gals go for this. Sweet girls. Lots of tats. Many stepfathers. A taste for...
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