Monthly Archives: February 2024

You’re looking down. Know I’m around and that I’m here. If you’ve got troubles I’ll be with you, never fear, Is there something wrong? If there’s a problem, I can help. I’ll be supportive and not treat you like a … Continue reading →

Today I checked out the estate. It is large, as expected. It is strange, as expected. There was a staff, as one would anticipate on a property of size. There were the unsurprising freeloaders both in the house and surrounding … Continue reading →

You wait on the line and you wonder who you have become. You never used to wait on lines. You were beyond such things yet now here you are standing here like a fucking drone. These new flavors had better … Continue reading →

When were you last in a place like this: a gigantic, rocking, aching, smelly construction trawling across the water? Has it been a year? Has it been ten? Good gods, has it been ten? You think you might not have … Continue reading →

I remember it like it was thirty years ago: I was at UCLA for the summer and Big Daddy was playing at a music store but one of my cohort needed a ride to the airport. No problem. I could … Continue reading →

Things are changing over here in the Casa. You’d hardly recognize me right about now. I’m not yet twice the man I used to be but I’m getting there. I am learning to accelerate my abilities to their maximum capacity. … Continue reading →

You can hear yourselfin other’s stilted slurred speech after hours in the squall of the night. You are afraid how much you parrot these sounds you’re hearing and don’t want to repeat these behaviors any further. You sound embarrassing in … Continue reading →

There are people who see a challenge and fail. And then they grit their teeth smile grimly stamp their feet and take on the challenge again. The best of these people are called heroes but too many of them toil … Continue reading →

Looking in my mirror, I’m not quite half-impressed in my shiny, out-of-season pants and thirty-year old vest. Wing-tips must be somewhere in my rat-hole of a place. And onceupon I owned a comb to run across my face. Tighten up … Continue reading →

Yes, but what of the comic books? When you invited me over, I distinctly remember that you mentioned the words “comic books.” They were words so nice I heard them thrice. I don’t usually get up at this time of … Continue reading →