of course I’m tacky, stupid
There was this time in high school where I posse’d up with a bunch of pals, got terribly drunk and went to a haunted house. The line was really long and it was bitter cold, both of which are conducive...
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Grrrrrr. Brrrrr. Those are the two prevailing sentiments this evening. Today classifies as Yucky Day Extraordinaire, for reasons that are my own, a.k.a. None Of Yer Fuckin’ Biz-ah-ness (ya mooly...
View Articleemotional and babbling
Scout called me from Chicago last night. She was there on a layover, headed to Detroit for her grandfather’s funeral. I was wandering around Birmingham with Mathias after having dropped her at the...
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they’s gold in them thar hills
So Tess and I set off to go to the Million-Mile Yardsale this past weekend. It’s not really a million miles long (I don’t think? Wait. Is it?), but it’s just more fun to say ‘Million-Mile Yardsale’...
View Articlea certain amount of magic and science
Sometimes I wake up and I think, “I don’t know who the fuck I am.” That is what age and wisdom does to you. The more you discover yourself, the less you know who you are. The trick is to get...
View Articleeven paradise: a story mostly about cockroaches, but other things, too
Cockroaches: Every last thing about them conjures up the most profound grossed-outness that I can humanly muster. Where I’m from, cockroaches signify that you are Nasty and not in that fun-sexy way the...
View Articleunsatisfactory leanings
You know, for some years now I’ve been trying to ‘get a hold of myself,’ to be even and mild and measured. I’m thinking that I’ve put in a lot of work that was antithetical to who I’m supposed to be. I...
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