I got a pug at home who’s feeling lost because I’m out of town. Dogs are funny that way; you could put them on a cold planet in a distant galaxy, and as long as their person is with them, they’re okay. But confine them to a separate […]
I knew a woman once; Beatrice I think her name was. Her final moments so well encapsulated my observations of humankind, I continue to think of her years later. The question came from her soon-to-be widower, “Are you scared, dear?” Beatrice didn’t answer, lacking strength then to speak. […]
It started noisily, with a BANG. Or if a more intimate metaphor suits you, it began with a holy word from a timeless Lord of hosts, then returned to quiet. The infection simmered in silence, unnoticed at first, and still to this day, prolific as it is, it […]
Alan Watts often said in his lectures, “Imagine your ideal world, and if you really think about it, you’ll find your ideal world is the one in which you currently live.” I have done this, imagined my ideal world, really thought about it, and I’ve concluded Alan Watts […]
The first evidence of our pug’s hearing loss was her sudden disinterest in barking at the garbage man. We mistook it for age related apathy at the time, the same sort that overtakes older humans, should we live long enough. Then she stopped noticing when people walked into […]
I don’t know if it was the time of day or the geography that explains why the grocery store was so overrun with canes and walkers. The human to walker ratio at this particular Safeway was somewhere in the four to one range. The man in line before […]
Friday night at the mall. “Meet Santa”, outside Macy’s. Empty line. Nobody wants to meet Santa. Poor old guy is slumped in his velveteen chair, dejected over the lack of Christmas spirit in this place. I am killing time, walking around while my kid bowls with buddies at […]
Still alive. Ah well, the odds were never in death’s favor. Today, I’ll document for absolutely no one, the events that transpired in the recovery room, moments after my waking from hernia surgery. The nurse was Filipino. Thank God for those Filipino ladies; if it weren’t for them, […]
I’m soul-sucking tired, hurt all over, counting the days till hernia surgery number two inside of two years, and I guess I feel like talking to Jesus again. Sometimes I wish I could go back, unsee what I’ve seen; it’s easier to feel satisfied when you’re delusional. Not […]
For my forty-ninth birthday, I’ve gifted myself a story about a guy with a problem similar to my own. After writing this quirky piece, I’m no closer to knowing why this problem persists for me. At least I had fun writing. Enjoy! “Happy birthday, Henry.” “Oh! Thanks. Surprised […]
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