Start and Stop
“My mother was born in the psychiatric unit…” That’s how I always planned to start my book. It’s true… we think… and I like truth. Also it really kind of makes things seem like they happened for...
View ArticleLoss of Words
I went to see the Hobbit: Desolation of Smaug Friday night even after a friend had commented on Facebook about being disappointed with it. See, I’m a fan of the genre, I’m a fan of the book and three...
View ArticleJob Hunting
Job hunting can be challenging, entertaining and frustrating all at the same time. I’ve had, what I think, are a few good interviews in the past week. I say that and remember interviewing at Children’s...
View ArticleOne Year Later
A year ago tomorrow I moved to Phoenix from Washington DC., can’t believe it’s been a year already, time just seems to have flown by. I feel at home here… it’s not the weather… ok, it’s partly the...
View ArticleThe New Old Job
A friend was reading the blog recently and tonight asked if I had gotten a new job in education, he had heard me talk about my job in an insurance agency but didn’t see it anywhere on the blog… I...
View ArticlePut the “fun” in Funerals
I’ve been thinking about funerals lately – near death experiences by a couple of folks have put dying in my rotating thought patterns. Then I start thinking about wills and cremation and making sure...
View ArticleI Wake
I wake There is no weariness in me No remnants of terror from a nightmare I simply wake convinced I’ve slept well into the morn my eyes open to darkness the distant digital clock blinks at me that it’s...
View ArticleAn Origin of Fear
When I was a lad growing up in Wisconsin I heard about the dentist – I don’t recall if I heard about it from my big sister or from the kids at school. They made it sound like the most unimaginable...
View ArticleA Future at DC Entertainment
Saturday mornings as a kid some of my fondest memories include watching Challenge of the Superfriends each week – I was captivated by those and other cartoons including Spider-Man and his Amazing...
View ArticleTo Change: A Rose By Any Other Name
One of my supervisors (and friend) at the office wants me to stop using the word change when talking about modifying procedures. He’s well intentioned. People see the word and roll their eyes or sigh...
View ArticleAlone – Chapter 1
Leaving A group of scientists had finally accomplished what we long hoped for – the ability to travel through the universe and back home without losing our most prized commodity – time. The media were...
View ArticleUnity.. no thanks, I have plans
I don’t like people. (I frequently say “hate” which might be a strong word) I’ve said that a million times before and it’s still true. One of my bosses says that too – I tell him he doesn’t because...
View ArticleSomething New
I can’t study. Or maybe I don’t know how? I’m uncertain. Maybe I forgot how. I once studied to be a police officer – had to learn about laws, guns, and algebra. I studied and recopied everything they...
View ArticleNew Digs
Here are some photos from my new digs. It’s a nice 2 bedroom condo I’m sharing with my friend Anne. I didn’t going into Anne’s bedroom or bathroom but they are very nice too – quite spacious. We also...
View ArticleAngry Gay Rant of the Day
I happen to be gay. I’ve been that way for as long as I can remember. I didn’t wake up one day and decide “hey let’s be ostracized and hated for the people we love” – I just have always been this way....
View ArticleSongs Tied to Memories
In the car today the song New York, New York came on. It’s on my iTunes account as part of a Frank Sinatra greatest hits album. I love Frank, he can really get me singing along with songs. New York,...
View ArticleFilling Up on Books for the Summer
I received an email today from Amazon about an Apple eBooks Antitrust settlement. Something about price fixing, yada yada yada… well anyway, as a result of the settlement I was given $184.67 in credit...
View ArticleAndre
I use writing as a tool to get things out of my head – ideas, conjecture, stories and memories. I can’t seem to move on from one of these things rattling around in my brain until I set it down on...
View ArticleUntitled Story
The water gushed into the streets of the town. Cobblestone streets and large block buildings with oval spires began to fill with dirty liquid as the flow overwhelmed. Sloshing of waves hitting walls...
View ArticleVoting in 2016
I can’t remember if I ever voted when I was drinking, 18 – 23… can’t imagine why I would have bothered to. But I’ve voted in every election since I sobered up in 1994. Voted once or twice for a...
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