At Least They're Committed

Beautiful Colorado night: Peach and purple clouds dancing as the sun skirts behind the Rocky Mountains. The hose spurts impure water onto my little shoots of wildflowers and yet I smile, cocking my head at this new birth, new growth. DSII steps out from inside, “Mom, a violent part is coming up.” I smile wider Read more

It’s social media 101: Even if you use another identity, you’re still you. Anything you say can and will be held against you. Therefore, even though I don’t care who knows what about me and I never write on here about specifics at home or details at work, I always speak under the assumption that Read more

Smoothing out the bright yellow comforter over the bed, the thought struck me like a bullet to the head, “You’re missing the question,” it said. “Who is God?” I stood then, puzzled, although I well understood what it meant. For more than 15 years I’ve regaled and amused people with my story about being fired from Read more

I believe my dreams were quite average last night — a nice switch from the past few nights in the calaveras room. I suppose I ought not be surprised by the vivid, haunting, twisted dreams since I have the room decorated with colorful skeletons and a framed feature on La Muerte. But, man, my sleep has been fucked up. Putting Read more

Sprung early after moving into my new, amazing office with a window, but planning to return to bring my plants and decide what art stays and what goes. Dear Grandchildren I Guess I Might Get to Know After All, just a quick positive update heading into a long Memorial Day weekend. Planning to get the spare Read more

He told me so. I was on the bus this morning and I was slightly weary from my last-minute-stayed-longer-than-I’d-planned happy hour yesterday afternoon to send Christine to California in style (see earlier posting on Tigger). But, I was upbeat this a.m. and I couldn’t help say to myself, like, hey, today’s going to be OK. But Gabriel flashed next to me, Read more