Monthly Archives: May 2016

Yes, while it’s true that I could have “done something” for Mother’s Day, I don’t think I should be judged too harshly for refusing to remain subservient to the corporate interests that are slowly seeking to suck every dollar out … Continue reading →

He would have liked the celebration. Even if he took part in none of the activities, even if he had barely been present as he so frequently was, even if he spent half the time in the bathroom. He would … Continue reading →

That is possibly the worst thing I’ve seen in my life. Simply awful, that thing was. I don’t think I’ve ever felt so unsettled so vomitatious so awful. How many times did I want to turn that thing off and … Continue reading →

I made my own since you didn’t come by with the chicken soup you offered me. You promised me. You swore you would bring it by to care for me in my hour of darkness. You said you would bring … Continue reading →

This is where we sat. This is where we drank. This is the place where you and I came to conclusions came to an arrangement and where one of us came in our pants. I’m not pointing fingers since they … Continue reading →

We walked. We marched. We moved from place to place seeking one that truly mattered to us. It took a while but we persevered. We pursued perfection and, finally, picked the prize. We found a home a good one in … Continue reading →

A band that I really really despise came up with an idea that I really really want to steal. The band is like the worst. Just like it. It’s their name: The Worst and they chose that because they strive … Continue reading →

You may hate me today but that won’t last because you are stupid and lame and your opinions are as flaky as your pizza crust which, I would be remiss in reminding you is not supposed to be flaky – … Continue reading →

I didn’t talk about it much. I didn’t think about it much but my gay dad stopped eating pork while I was a teenager. He was getting more in touch with his religion my gay dad was and he didn’t … Continue reading →

You asked me once if I thought I’d ever be happy always striving to find someone who met my exhaustingly detailed standards. You wondered I believe if it could ever be satisfying to constantly live in hope instead of living … Continue reading →