At Least They're Committed

It’s a lovely, drizzly day complete with thunder and lightning and yet I seemed a tad melancholy, I know. So did you. I guess I am. It’s not what you’re probably thinking, though. Heh. Not at all. I worry about you and about what I don’t know and can’t see. I fear the future, I fear Read more

“And lo on the eve (not evening, eve) of Mayday, the wind blew and the sky parted and a light came down from the heavens and as she looked up he showed himself to her.” Wait, that doesn’t sound right. “He revealed himself to her.” Still not right. “He exposed himself to her.” Worse! “He showed that he was Read more

“So you’re not the least bit put out by what happened at Jonesey’s, eh?” “I’m shocked! There was way too much mayo on the truffle fries.” “Not that,” he says. “You didn’t even have any of the truffle fries.” “Well, that’s what I heard. Oh, the unisex, two-stall bathroom? Eh, I have no problem with that.” “Not Read more

The heroins in these books are always flawed either by fate or by health: Forced to marry a murderous rich man who runs the town, or in need of a new heart, or whatever. Always in danger, trapped, whether by health or by wealth. So, without further ado, here’s Tripping Raul and the pivotal chapter in Read more

Awake at 2:22 a.m., up at about 4, in the surgery prep room with your mom, Dez, at 5:30 a.m. The kind nurse prepping her says, “Do you want the implants?” Your mom and I are up too early, exhausted. I look at her and try to quickly and quietly interject . . . but Read more

I gingerly navigated Grant Street, waiting for the light to cross 19th and then cross again. My feet hurt, but I’m not about to complain. I walk down the north side of 19th Street and start past the really cool looking, U-shaped, old, brick building with iron bars on the windows and a garden area with Read more