Cuz I used to be a superhero no one could touch me yeah not even myself and you were like a phonebooth that I somehow stumbled into now look at me I am just like everybody else. -Ani DiFranco, “Superhero”…
Tag: But the Past Isn’t Done with Us
Mo(u)rning
He wakes up alone, as he has done for fifty-five consecutive mornings. But it is different this time. The feel of the air, the emptiness, the texture and smell of the environs. He has been here before, repeatedly, and almost…
This is What I Get for Grandiose Titles
Some days are diamonds. Some days are rocks. And then there are those special unique days that manage to be both. That manage to be, dare I say it, the best and worst of all possible worlds, rolled into one.…
Summer Chill
It’s amazing how important titles are to my work. I have almost never written a post for this blog without knowing the title in advance of laying down a single word. One of the very few counterexamples was my last…
My Life with Soccer
I first discovered the game of soccer when I discovered most of my other contact with sports – in third grade in Oregon. Soccer was the recess game of choice and almost everyone played it. I really loved it for…
Farewell, Kid
Ken Griffey Jr. reacts to his 616th home run, against the Giants on May 24, 2009. It was the last of his homers I’d see in person. I moved to Oregon in 1988 and discovered Major League Baseball on a…
The Goal of Humanity
I have long discussed the fact that the goal of humanity, both collectively and individually, is to overcome human nature. That basically everything we consider to be harmful and undesirable is derived from the baser instincts of human beings and…
2010 Summer Tour Announcement: The Best of this Possible World
I am a pretty lucky guy. It’s nice to get reminders of this, lest I begin to give in to consternation with any given personal quest or quandary at any given time. Though the below-announced “tour” is not a book-signing…
Ghost of Christmas Past
Who would’ve thought that a day in, I’d be almost missing April? Since writing my last post, I have: Had a migraine, making April’s total fourteen. Developed some strange but persistent non-migrainous pain and possibly swelling in the soft tissue…
How Far We’ve Come
I keep a lot of old papers. A LOT. When our moving van rolled over in an accident outside Los Angeles last summer, some people speculated that I didn’t have enough possessions to make this matter that much. The answer…