When we first moved into our house there was a gully in the middle of the backyard that was connected to a storm drain. When it rained the gully would fill and then run off to a neighbor’s yard and eventually into a nearby creek. When it was dry, it was a highway for rodents. We had rats at one point. So the city blocked the storm drain and we filled the gully. The rats left. But now they’re back…
What is happiness? Scratch that. It’s undefinable. But whatever it is, I don’t deserve it. A punk recalcitrant who grew out of the velvety black dirt of northeast Florida under a constant haze of pixie dust. A wanderer. A drifter. A stone-cold sinner who once knew love only as a form of manipulation. What the fuck did I ever do to deserve happiness? Nothing. But I am happy. And it feels like I need to check why. Because fewer people…
As children we’re consumed with getting things we want for Christmas. Sure, our parents tried to instill in us the value of giving to others, but you simply can’t wrap your brain around the idea of giving when for 30 minutes or so on the morning of December 25th, you’re overwhelmed with ripping open boxes wrapped in colorful paper delivered in the middle of the night by a jolly old elf. Eventually, for some of us, things change. We become…
I’ve always had a vivid imagination. This imagination led to me becoming something of a storyteller growing up. And by storyteller, I mean liar. It probably started by trying to get out of trouble; and because it worked (or at least delayed the inevitable), it led to more lying. About other things. About everything. Don’t get me wrong, I wasn’t a bad kid. I just had truth issues. I think my mom resented my imagination because of where it took…
I’ve used the Twitter ‘Favorite’ option very liberally over the years. But until now, I’ve basically kept them to myself. So, in the spirit of ‘year-end best-of’ lists, I decided to share some of the tweets from my 2011 stream that made me stop and think. Note – the tweets here are from regular people I follow, not favstar.fm celebrities (and the celebrities who are listed here – I knew before they were celebrities.) The bottom line is – I follow brilliant…
The earth turns, and it rises up over the trees harmlessly dangling in the black sky – veiled in haze. (Though I know that the haze is nowhere near it.) It stares at me and I stare back. A test of wills, I think. But not really. It owns my ass. And it doesn’t even care. It doesn’t even know I exist as it draws the blood up tightly into the top of my brain each month – A torturous…
