Author: Tripping Raul
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Blown away
When the sirens went off, we gathered our cell phones and nothing else and quickly made our way to the basement. The smell was dank and the darkness foreboding as we huddled together, awaiting our fate as the rain and hail pelted the windows upstairs and the wind and thunder…
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Butcher
I’d been craving Taki’s since the Thursday before last because even though Brian is in Cleveland he still knows the neighborhood I work in better than I do because he lived not so far away. He agrees that hill is killer, by the way. No matter, I needed to grab…
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Newsletter musings
Having completed the first section of the Blubrry newsletter to some satisfaction, I down the last swallow of milk before it gets too warm and bank the plastic bottle into the recycling bin. Two points! My stellar acuity prompts me to attempt a follow-up shot — the bottle cap —…
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Grappling with my immortality
If I’d had the results in hand I would have looked through them and ceremoniously tossed them into the waste basket. But I didn’t. They’re online, so I instead roll my eyes and click off the link. Another false alarm. Liver panel: normal. Basic metabolic panel: normal. In each of…
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Toward
No. It couldn’t be. I’d logged off Linked In as myself and then back on as someone else, thinking I would “Like” as someone more official a strand of communications I’d initiated last week and had added to minutes before. Logged on as Important, I moved the cursor to the…
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Plagiarism at an early age
Across the country fourth graders are each year handed a stack of crudely drawn pictures with pre-written titles and encouraged to write a short story about both elements. In the case of Edisonsblackdahlia, formerly known as DSII, the results of his efforts came home in a book bound together by…
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The shaft
She moves her palms up the stiff shaft and wraps her fingers firmly around the rod. It’s not what you want your wife doing, at least most husbands wouldn’t, but I’m not sure hers would care. She starts to pump, slowly at first, then harder and faster until, with a…
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Courage in the face of the unknown
One can never tell when one is going to biff it and I like using the word ‘one’ instead of ‘you’ because it sounds more British and formal. One could pull a Ledger, a Carradine or a Winehouse/Houston or slip on the ice and fall in front of a beer truck…
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The inability to hear conversations through an open email
We started squealing and laughing as soon as Michelle got off the elevator at my office. She’s so beautiful inside and out and we were geared up for a full night o’ girl time, despite the presence of my two guys. I gave her a quick tour of the office, finished up some work and…
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Consumption
My kitchen counter looks like a drug store, a small catch-as-you-can pharmacy. D is coughing upstairs — he has a very dramatic cough — he’s soaking in the tub so he should be comfortable by now. Last night he was feeling so poorly we took him out for menudo. Tonight…
At Least They're Committed 