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  • Sharing the dream

    Dreading the coming week, I’d had a couple glasses of wine Sunday afternoon and headed to bed early. Like, 8-ish. So when I awakened and it was still dark, I figured it was 4-ish and I wondered why the boys were still watching TV and Edison’s Black Dahlia got defensive when I asked, and it… Read more

  • Transitions

    Dammit! The doc’s colorful character doesn’t resonate unless I talk about the tidbits that are irrelevant to the article. Having to kill my darlings and I hate that. Oh, and look at this! A graph is in there twice, which spot is better? Augh! The transitions on both of the graphs before are awkward without… Read more

  • Remake

    I feel as if I should be able to simply say, “All right. Body is breaking down. Time to turn it off and go home.” But it’s not that easy and most people think I’m odd for having that notion in the first place. Without that option, I guess I’ll just “take to bed,” you… Read more

  • Puss and boots

    The entire line of business people waiting for the 122X watches me as I stumble like a drunken whore to my place at the bus stop. Old women, middle aged men, fat people, smokers and various other weary souls look me up and down, assessing the appropriateness of a 40ish woman (I’m 51, thank you… Read more

  • Deep, important thoughts on a Tuesday evening

    “Hahaha. Pththththttt. I had visions, I was in them, I was looking into the mirror to see a little bit clearer all the rottenness and evil in me.” Harvey Danger. “Yes, yes.” Who are you singing to today? “Nobody. Jus’ me. Hear the voices in my head, I swear to God it sounds like they’re… Read more

  • Come out and play

    Tsk! Now, now. You ought not take anything I say (or write) seriously, not in the least. I might stomp and swear a bit, but that’s simply in the moment. The next moment, oh, all right, maybe hour or day, I will likely feel quite differently about whatever it was that made me fidget and/or… Read more