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Author: Tripping Raul

  • Red Creek

    I’m traveling backward. Funny when you see where you’ve been rather than what’s up ahead its easier to appreciate than dread. The axle creaks and chassis shakes as sienna rocks and mud answer the question of what tossed me a moment before. Good one! Jarring. My back is pressed to…

  • Monday

    Sitting here listening to Ms. Charlotte yell “Hello!!! Hello!!! Hello!!! Mom, MOM I know you’re there!!!!” into the phone. Poor Charlotte. She’s five offices down from me and there’s never any question when she’s trying to deal with her parents. I’m quite lucky. My parents have taken good care of…

  • Rachel

    I have the coolest, most wickedest bruise on my left arm right above my wrist. This time Lily didn’t play so we couldn’t compare who had the better one, but I’m quite certain even if she had I would have won. I think I’ll get a photo of it and…

  • Scratch

    (April 9, 2008) I was downstairs making a PB&J for lunch when I heard a scratch on the door. At first I ignored it, I mean, the wind and blowing snow are enough to kick up debris that could easily knock against the door. Then I remembered Maxie. It’s been nearly…

  • Dream a Little Dream . . .

    Stars shining bright above you; night breezes seem to whisper I love you . . . “He’s on the beach, Cathy. I left him there. Can’t you see him?” No. I can’t. There are only scraps, shards of wood, seashells and seascum and . . . what is it? I…

  • Exotic male dancers

    I’ve never asked a man. Never needed to and why would I want to? I’m not pretty. I’m just blond and athletic and friendly. I have a dorky-ass smile and my cheekbones are way out of whack. Whatever I am must be enough. “I’ve never hit on a man,” I thought today while walking…

  • Hazel

    K, k, k. So we’re sitting in CB&Potts after a rougher day than usual and I’m finally loosening up after one glass of wine and I’m recalling to D the bus ride to the meeting at the other campus today. I said it was funny cuz on the Van,  after…

  • Aw

    Sad, sad pathetic soul. I’d die for my family. I’d kill for my friends. I covet my coworkers. How lucky am I!? But you know, there’s always gotta be something, someone. Some “It” that doesn’t quite get the whole life thing; immune to being tormented and crippled by over-consciousness, unshackled by respect or consideration for…

  • Heh

    Hahahahaha! Well, I was true to my word last night anyway. Devious. Christ! I guess I won’t have to worry about Scott or Casey or probably even Anna wanting to hang with me ever again! Bwahaha. It IS curious as to why it would upset me that much that we…

  • Don’t do it . . .

    Feeling a tad devious tonight. Looking forward to getting caught up with some Turkish delight then heading to Double Daughters for what appears to be quite the gathering! Even the ‘shy and elusive’ are coming out tonight! AND I look damn good. I love it when that happens! Still almost…