At Least They're Committed

I’d only walked an eighth of a mile on the treadmill at the Paul Derda Recreation Center when I was overcome by an epiphany: I really like guys. The treadmill faces the window to the basketball courts where there are always various and sundry sweaty bodies bopping back and forth across the hardwood floors. There are other… Read more

Not likely. More like post-nativital complacency. I haven’t done a damn thing the past several days but think. Think, think, think. I wish I could stop my mind from twisting, shifting, conjecturing, analyzing and contemplating. I wonder if it’s aging me; if thought is power, I’m using mine up way too quickly. Now, if I were a man,… Read more

Curt is wildly eccentric, which of course makes him one of my favorite people even though he’s really Darrell’s friend. He was great. He brought books for the kids and dessert. He also made his own brand of margaritas for us, which involved cheap beer to make it foamy. Groovy. We played “Killing Doctor Lucky,”… Read more

What an excellent time we had at Early Christmas! Lots of levity and laughter. It was so great to see everyone, even though it was for a short time. The fact that I was, like, quasi-ill didn’t even slow us down. At first I thought it might be some bad wine, but then I realized… Read more

Despite not having my beautiful new hardwood floors installed on time, I’m finding myself excited about hosting my extended family’s Early Christmas. Maybe that’s because since it’s at our house we can have booze. Plus, the gift Darian got my mom (his grandma) totally rocks! It’s hilarious! And it’s personalized. But it does make you wonder,… Read more

Am I blogging yet? Wow! We have so entered an age of self-centeredness! I love it. I’m not sure why I need a blog; I guess just to in some way affirm that I’m alive and not some rotting corpse reliving or creating some sort of life in the far recesses of a shriveled brain. After… Read more