Monthly Archives: January 2017

Hold up. I am not the man you think I am a man who gives a damn about those things of which you so clearly are a fan. I don’t have the same faith in the same institutions that you … Continue reading →

It’s Friday the Thirteenth after midnight and surgery is hours away and I am having trouble sleeping but I can’t take anything because of the upcoming anesthesia. I would love to drink something but they say I can’t put any … Continue reading →

OK, look out. Fight me at your peril. Argue against my wisdom at your very own risk. I’ve got nine days on you and I’ve packed a lot into them. Yeah. I was born on the thirtieth and you, nine … Continue reading →

Your band sucks. There, I’ve said it. I’m so tired of looking the other way when you try to hand me flyers so I have plausible deniability regarding the event. If you were sharing a bill with the reunited Beatles … Continue reading →

You remember that time when we left the club to get some pizza across the street and we sat on the chilly street as we noshed on our sizzling slices? You told me why you chose New York and I … Continue reading →

I blew out my back in an epic bout of masturbation just before, in an intriguing act of optimism, I opted to carry my drywall out to the street taking the wide sheets downstairs in the middle of the night … Continue reading →

I have been considering the conundrum: if I had the chance knowing what was to come would I kill Hitler? Sure. If I could go back in time even I would risk the chaos of changing his history and maybe … Continue reading →

Tammy, when we took the play writing class all those years ago and I was assigned to read one of the characters in the two-person script you’d brought in, I think I may have sabotaged your work. It was unintentional. … Continue reading →

Nothing has happened yet. There is nothing at the moment to worry about. Well I tell a lie. Things have been said. Promises have been made that are disconcerting. Of course before that other promises were made that were disconcerting … Continue reading →

Christ, listen to her: so melodic so intense so witty and wordy and wonderful, all at once. She sounds great. Christ, look at her: she is smoking she is stylish she elicits stares, incessantly. She’s got it going on. It’s … Continue reading →