For weeks now, I’ve been one of those people that the media and the Daily Show love to both covet and scorn, demonstrating a clear fascination with their every move. I have been an Undecided Voter. And yet, it’s not…
Category: A Day in the Life
Why We Get Sick
I have been sick for nigh on a week now. Since first thing this work-week. I went to work Monday, stayed home Tuesday, went to work Wednesday, stayed home Thursday, and went to week Friday. This is probably not atypical…
The Night Before All Saints
‘Twas the night before All Saints, and all through the House and Senate: no movement, no clicking of mouse. The ballots were set by the mailbox with care in hopes that St. Obama soon would be there. Incumbents were out…
The Weight on One’s Shoulders
I used to have this crazy multi-colored backpack. It was some sort of plastic vinyl material and different sections of the outside were hued in vibrant Mexican restaurant shades – orange, green, purple, blue. The overall effect was one of…
The Ides of October
There is a man who lives in front of the building where I work. He has been living there for well over a year. I don’t mean he’s living in a neighboring building or he lives down the block or…
Eye of the Storm
“Eye of a hurricane, listen to yourself churn world serves its own needs, regardless of your own needs. Feed it up a knock, speed, grunt no, strength no. Ladder structure clatter with fear of height, down height. Wire in a…
Atonement
When I was young, my teeth were trying to teach me a lesson in peaceful coexistence. My adult teeth didn’t want to replace most of my baby teeth, forcing them out by coming straight down over the top of them.…
Ho-Ho, Hey-Hey, How Many Hundreds Down Today?
“Sitting on a sofa on a Sunday afternoon, Going to the candidates’ debate Laugh about it, shout about it, when you’ve got to choose Every way you look at it, you lose. Where have you gone, Joe DiMaggio, A nation…
The End of Capitalism
It wasn’t long ago that I was talking to whoever would listen about a world without money. A world after money. I got the blank stares and befuddled looks of a generation that grew up in the Reagan years. Who…
The Winnebago Drove with its Propane Stove
“He lost his money in a geyser bank, Ho ho ho ho ho, First it floated and then it sank, Ho ho ho ho ho.” -Traditional Clayton Family Song, c. 1987 trip to Yellowstone My family used to write songs…