Save BG Pauly, ever the altruist, had started up the bandwagon again and, again, I’m hopping on. A friend of ours who supports the blogging community with irreverent and deeply personal tales of discombobulation...
The Gall of Vestigial Organs Uncle Ted–neither an uncle, nor named Ted–had worked himself up into a lather. With the echoes of a cement garage floor giving him the extra reverb he needed, he...
I’m your clown I hated the idea from the moment the wife brought it up. “The circus is in town,” she said. The circus. It could only mean a few things. First, some naked...
Never buy a house Joan was an attractive blonde woman in her 40s, married to a school board member, and was an agent for one of the top real estate firms in town. I’ll...
Strike busting on Mt. Willis At first, I thought it was my imagination. Not one of their eyes ever blinked. Their plastic little smiles never wavered. Their dogged work ethic never waned. It seemed...
On Selfish Road I think it’s pretty telling that I started this sentence, started this entire post, in fact, with the word “I.” In the past three days, I’ve slipped into some netherworld that...
Merry Christmas Sometimes luck is hard to come by. Sometimes it’s so fleet of foot you think you’ll never catch it. And then sometimes you just grab your camera and the two luckiest things...
Time for a beer It’s nearly 4am and I just opened a cold beer. Since the wife and I threw a little dinner party a few weeks ago, the fridge has been set on...
It’s Tuesday, so it must be… NanoWriMo Update Day! I’m quite certain there is at least one person out there who has been hitting refresh for the past six days and wondering, “Oh, lord,...
So, has he failed yet? Surprisingly enough, no I haven’t. There was a period of time over the weekend that I thought this little thing I’m calling Grab would soon be another rotting file...
We have a title At first, I had planned on not titling this little thing. A part of me felt a title would be too restrictive. Then, while soaping my bum in the shower...
I got blisters on me fingers! Actually, I have one blister on one finger and it doesn’t have anything to do with the amount I’ve been typing. Some plates just shouldn’t be grabbed after...
NaNoWriMo Begins It was a day designed to ignore NaNoWriMo. Work crept up and stuck its nose in my crotch. The dog ripped a claw half-off. The kid turned into Lestat, further proving Anne...
