Monthly Archives: February 2018

I haven’t seen a raccoon in my neighborhood at all this year which is most certainly a good thing. I spied with terrified eyes sometime last autumn a couple of crazy critters in my back alley looking at me as … Continue reading →

All you fuckers… you dirty little fuckers. You fucking hippie fuckers: Fuck you. It wasn’t so long ago that I had somewhere to go someone to see. I had a reason to breathe I had someone to be. You’ve taken … Continue reading →

Please hire me. I could use a job. I would like very much to have some place to go, something to do with my days. I would really like to order something on my pizza other than garlic salt and … Continue reading →

Now that, sir, that is good form. You are doing excellent work there and I am very impressed by your courage. This is an hour in which you don’t know who might be watching you, hunting, ready to pounce. You … Continue reading →

Shit. Fuck. Goddamn it and god damn me for losing step on that which is truly important. I had forgotten – completely forgotten – to check up on the post-Valentine’s Day candy sales. What has happened to me? Who have … Continue reading →

They rolled her out in a gurney. She was barely lucid muttering names, but none of anyone around. Her hair was wild. Her teeth were out. It was a bad scene. She wasn’t happy being evacuated from her home, that … Continue reading →

When observed be careful of what they might see. Be thoughtful. Be wary. Consider the 360-audience all around you and keep concerned of which of your actions might be remembered and recorded and considered long after you’ve forgotten. Imagine that … Continue reading →

The guy on before me took all the applause with him when he left the stage. That must be it. He left nothing for me which explains the complete lack of reaction that I really should have earned. Something has … Continue reading →

Hey, geezer: could you get off the road? You’re slowing us all down. You may be retired but the rest of us actually have places to go, you know? Is there any way you could be respectful of your youngers? … Continue reading →

She said that she saw you. I thought that wasn’t true. The girl that she had pointed at was old. You’re fresh and new. From distance I could see why she’d relayed to me your presence near, but it was … Continue reading →