Monthly Archives: December 2013

You told me it would be all right that we could sing some "Silent Night," but with my tonsils taken out I had no means with which to shout and so I sit here, hospitalized laying ’bout on creamy thighs … Continue reading →

Nobody buys Santa presents – not that he’s around to get ’em. Rushing from place to place commuting like crazy, that guy’s too engaged for gifts so nobody reciprocates for Santa. The bearded goof is quiet, conscientious, incredibly generous, and … Continue reading →

My name is Kris Kringle I’d like to redress you. My name is Kris Kringle. Please try on these boots. My name is Kris Kringle and if you have not experienced one of my four Metro-area locations, you have not … Continue reading →

Kid can’t write anymore. He’s got nothing new. He hasn’t been able to put an idea together in weeks months millennia. Chump’s in a slump got him down in the dumps. He’s thinking outta his rump and that’s… mumps? Kid … Continue reading →

For a second, there, I thought we could be soul-mates that you could be what I’d been looking for all this time. I thought you could be the one – that we could have won some sort of celestial lottery … Continue reading →

My tummy hurts. There is something sitting at the bottom of my stomach like a boulder like a baby like a big breakfast that never found a way to settle, just kept exploring searching for new places to conquer new … Continue reading →