She packed up all my books and letters and bundled them away.
I wish she would destroy them; they are holding me to this plane.
War
In the short term it was good, but in the long term it was bad and in the super-long term it was good again.
I skipped forward, watching the war become good and bad over and again and yet I still cannot decide whether I should stop it or encourage.
A good combination
Kid plus monkey.
Monkid.
A good read
I read a really good cereal box today.
It was written by Stephen King so it did scare the hell out of me but I still enjoyed it.
Involved
This post is from my new laptop.
Mathew was in no way involved.
Grant
Grant me god.
Grant me now.
Lead and followed
I am lead by former friends.
I am followed by tiny children.
Enough
Enough with the open heart surgery!
Time for some open mind kind!
Grey
As I aged, all my past-times faded grey.
When I hit the end and started youthening, they brightened again.
I Always Wanted to Be a Hero…
I held the world in my hand, my tiny little freaking HAND, as they explained my role. As much as I pleaded, they would not take away the shining globe for one reason: keeping the world safe was my job now.
Old-school
She loved developing her film in the pitch-black of the darkroom. It required patience and involved a sense of expectation almost like a silent prayer in which motions took the place of words.
Howard Hasn’t Changed a Bit in 25 Years
We all wore formal to the reunion. He wore a T-shirt that read, THIS MEETING OF THE WORLD ASSOCIATION OF UGLY PEOPLE WILL COME TO ORDER.
Post-Grads
We graduated virgins, and made sure that title didn’t stick for long. How was I to know it would drive him to insanity?
An independent study about the shortness and futility of clocks
Today, she might just drink a cup of coffee, smile at the corner shop flower girl, visit the museum of Extatic Arts and dance around the telephone pole for fun. Tomorrow, she will have enough time to worry about time and her future-if there will be one.
Playing the Gig
Our band had booked the gig a year ago while tooling through Wyoming on the way to the west coast, but we came back to find the factory closed and the buildings slumped, abandoned to time and weather. We pulled our gear out of the van and set up anyway, cranked the amps to ear-splitting and rocked out under the lazy summer sun for a few rats, a bone-thin stray dog and the lonely ghost of an old miner.
The Professor Died
The professor died, but that didn’t end his career. They made him a zombie and now he teaches advanced decomposition.
You Can’t Run Forever
One look at the body lying at my feet and I knew my world was about to come crashing down. If it had been a human body, I could have ignored it, but there was nothing human about it.
Day Job
Jenna Malone never killed on Tuesdays. Today would be the exception.
Quantum Singularities Are Hazardous To Your Marital Health
“You suck,” I shouted, drawing a vindictive stare from my wife.
“No, I was talking to the black hole,” I added, as our bodies were ripped apart by the tidal forces.
Rental
Rental agents annoy me.
So do rental wives.