Monthly Archives: April 2017

I think if I just circle around the subject a couple more times I might be able to successfully communicate my thoughts. Yeh, if I repeat myself with enough oblique references I might finally make a little sense. I have … Continue reading →

I don’t want to just beat a dead horse or flog a dying one but I really want to see you again and I’m not sure if that’s really in the cards. I’m not getting much sense of reciprocation from … Continue reading →

To my neighbor at the laundromat who took the still-wet clothes out of my dryer and left them to mildew on the counter for three hours: there is a thing called politesse in our society, in which citizens look out … Continue reading →

I’m sorry. I’m sure your brownstone is super nice and the three floors are incredibly spacious and the party was sublime with all the right crackers and wine but I just couldn’t get my ass onto the PATH to reach … Continue reading →

I wish I met you before I knew better. I wish I’d first seen you before I was woke. I wish I had knowledge of you before I found wisdom and understanding and I got just how much damage a … Continue reading →

Robert Klein (the comedian?) had a bit in the seventies where he was selling all the records in the world ever made. It was one of those late night box set ads in the joke only it was funny because … Continue reading →

When the robots take my job I hope they at least leave my benefits. In fact, after all the jobs are tooken, I would like to think the robots-that-be will be prepared to provide a robot in every pot so … Continue reading →

I must thank you for what you have done for me lately. You’ve liberated my spirit and provided me with inspiration to last for weeks and weeks (months, maybe). You’ve given me something to live for even if it’s only … Continue reading →

Are you all right? I worry about you sometimes. I can’t help but wonder how it is for you in trying to overcome certain impediments. I imagine it’s frustrating traveling at that pace, struggling with your particular difficulties. I hope … Continue reading →

You said I’d made you cry but never told me why; what thing I did to hurt you so and make your feelings die. It leaves me feeling low that I might never know what crime was so egregious to … Continue reading →