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Once there was a little boy whose name was (Jon, but for the purposes of this story, we’ll call him) John. He was young, and he was confused, and he did many a thing without knowing why. This will become … Continue reading →

When I started the Johns series the other daythere were certain plans and conditions. The plan: crap stories about when I couldn’t hold it in and had to get creative on the streets and on the town and tried not … Continue reading →

So John (not that John. Another John)was just talking about being at the end of the train station near the omnipresent Do Not Enter sign that is really more of an invitation than a threat and he waxed poetic as … Continue reading →

One time, I was walking John to the train stationand on the way back I had to go to the bathroom real bad. I was like a block from my place – half a block – but I didn’t think … Continue reading →

The dancing was natural once.The dancing was powerful once. The dancing was irresistible once and inalienable – except I just looked it up, and that means unable to be given away by the possessor and that is exactly what happened. … Continue reading →

This: This! Mark the day. Mark the hour. This is the time you failed to do the impossible. It was inevitable but unfortunate, too. You could have done something special if you were something inconceivably different but you weren’t, unsurprisingly, … Continue reading →

Time enough? I thought I could do it.I thought I could look at you fondly with composure and appropriate distance. I thought maturity and resolve would hold sway. I thought we could be what you always hoped for and me, … Continue reading →

Tell me: when are we gonna hang out? When will I next see that famous pout? I wanna see you, without any doubt so let me know please: when we gonna hang out? Are you around? Just gimme a sign. … Continue reading →

I did the hits. They didn’t care for the hits. I showed them some banter the old razzmatazz. They didn’t give a shit about that either. I threw out some excited gestures to show I was alive but I think … Continue reading →

That Book of Playboy Cartoons and Jokes does not take up much space on my bookshelf but it takes up a huge space in my heart. I don’t know what I was looking for when I bought it from Barnes … Continue reading →