Monthly Archives: March 2024

I have a suit from when I was a bigger man that is just ginormous on me today. There’s little I can do with it so Housing Works will get a donation of a good looking suit because even if … Continue reading →

There is always work to do down the streets where you live and there are always more ways to make money in theory than in practice. I am not bilingual enough for the jobs in my neighborhood nor skilled enough … Continue reading →

The conversation was going well. She asked questions about me and I thought about me, then responded. It was all about me. Me me me: a few of my favorite things. She queried if I sometimes feel untruthful to those … Continue reading →

After the accident we were disconsolate for a little while. Then, when the android parts were grafted on, we started getting pretty consolate after all. Our little buddy began to come back to us little by little in the shape … Continue reading →

The poem you are about to recite is politically incorrect which isn’t really a problem – you love that shit. It might also get you beat up. That’s cool, too. Instigating trouble is what it’s all about. But they might … Continue reading →

It’s important to know that you didn’t break my heart. You shook up my weekend, that’s for sure, and my confidence took a crazy hit, but I deserved that. I didn’t treat you the way you deserved and maybe it … Continue reading →

When you find your people have difficulties managing aspects of their lives and you want to help them you feel a need in your body to get them the support they require but you know they have to figure things … Continue reading →

When I’m at an open mic – which I am, like, most of the time – and I find that it’s getting late and I haven’t gone on yet, I have to start doing the math: “If I go on … Continue reading →

When you think of your personal best and find that you’ve been able to beat it not through a grand accomplishment but through steady bulldog plugging away, just nose-to-the-grindstone rubbing at the problem until the eraser has disappeared to a … Continue reading →

The dungeon’s pipes are clogged again. No one’s rushing to fix them because y’know, it’s a dungeon so the toilet’s backed up and the stay here has become torturous. I’ve complained to the guard on duty this month but it … Continue reading →