The following story was published in Short Story Substack https://shortstory.substack.com/ A stocky man with a bristly, barbed wire haircut entered my cab with a pint of Jim Beam, and immediately told me to cruise down Division Street to look for prostitutes. He spoke with the same clenched throat my friend Mack did after joining the Marines. … Continue reading
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Angered White Man
I have to vent before I lose my mind. Now I’m the angry white man. Don’t ask me to unite behind this newly-elected cretin because a bunch of unevolved knuckle-draggers voted in a Neanderthal to lead them, or because the evangelicals hypocritically supported their version of the antichrist. I want nothing to do with it. … Continue reading
Tree Wisdom – on Human Nature
(this is an old post I’m replaying, because I want to…) My spiritual advisor taught me how to communicate with trees. After my first attempt didn’t go well, I confronted her. That tree you sent me to told me to get lost. She gave me a look of disdain. What did you say to upset … Continue reading
To Beat a Child or Not to Beat a Child – That is the Question?
I’m about as knowledgeable about child rearing as a member of ISIS is at flower arrangement, though I do have some experience at being a child (some might say I’m still stuck in that mode). Becoming a father was never high on my list of desired experiences. I assumed it would happen … Continue reading
Tissue on the Bus – Based on Actual Events
A used tissue occupied the middle of the five seats at the back of the bus, crumpled and sticky white against the blue fabric. I chose a seat next to the window, leaving an empty seat between me and the nasal debris. At the next stop an elderly man entered and chose the seat next … Continue reading
The Art of Self-Expression
(two Buddha heads observing an abandoned Borders) A memoirist, currently being celebrated as a literary sensation, recently stated, “What’s the point,” after being asked about fiction, as if it were pointless to bother with a made up story when you could focus on the real thing, as if his life, or the self, was all … Continue reading
XXX Fruit
I’m tired of all the games played by fruit, fooling us into thinking they’re ripe. Except for bananas. Personally I get along with bananas pretty well. If only other fruits would develop spots. My main struggle is trying to determine when my fruit has had enough foreplay and is ready for action. Some seem so … Continue reading
Self-Expression, Self-Absorption, Self-Consciousness, Self-Diatribes, Self-Publishing, the Lowly Self
I’ve been tempted to deprive this blog of sustenance and let it die a horribly sadistic death. It’s a thief of time, of more serious writing, and though it’s a fun creative outlet, it often feels as if it is a monument to my self-centeredness. Maybe this is just my issue, having been that vanquished … Continue reading
The Many Moods of Lake Michigan
Every day a new view. All pictures taken from my living room window (if only I was an actual photographer). Continue reading
An FU Rant, Because I Can
What the fuck is wrong with this country? If our society consisted of a small group of people just starting out in this new world, we’d individually pay the local doctor on an as-needed basis for our care. As costs skyrocketed because of new technology, taking on more difficult to cure diseases instead of letting … Continue reading
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