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Take me back, please from whence I came to the land between the parks where the cheap chinese flows free (except for Monday, the day of rest) and the all-you-can-eat vegetarian buffet has lost its way because there were too … Continue reading →

I’ve got the good stuff. You need it in you. Pump it out. Pump it out. Pump it out! So take it always, if there’s a way to. Pump it out. Pump it out. Pump it out! I’ll get it … Continue reading →

This is bullshit. The words lining up in a row to collect into a sentence making a distinct point to obfuscate to confuse to intimidate and animadvert to bring about mismeaning, it’s just… it’s bullshit. We can do better than … Continue reading →

You will just have to trust me on this:I am a man and I have been around mustaches before. Yours is not a good mustache. Yours is the opposite of good. Yours may very well be evil. It certainly does … Continue reading →

The bees in the trees are wheedling for fees. Willis wondered what the hell I was talking about. “There are creatures from the apiary up in the flora seeking recompense for financial transactions,” I said. “What sort of financial transactions?” … Continue reading →

And there are days when you can’t feel the room for what it is. When you can tell that you failed, and then you talk to people afterward, and they say, “Good job. I really liked that piece,” and comment … Continue reading →

In return the man sends words of thoughtful erudition though wishes rather to send him directly to perdition. His rhymes are timed and careful, quite polite and kind and when you dig into them you can feel the rage behind. … Continue reading →

There’s gonna be some difficulties coming up. Some of the open mics I go to are starting to take pictures of the acts and putting ‘em up on social media. I’m a media whore as much as the next media … Continue reading →

This place changes when you’re around. The rules change. The dimensions seem different, the shape of what needs to be done, where and when. It’s weird: it takes some getting used to when you return from your jaunts. It’s hard … Continue reading →

The sweat doesn’t fling the way it used to. I don’t know why that is. Do I not work so hard? Is there just less weight to work with? Am I no longer… a sweater? I’d been a sweater all … Continue reading →