People, I have been inside the walls of the Sprawling Ramshackle Compound and it is awesome.
That’s right! Last night, Momma’s Boy an I attended a fancy (veg and carnivore!) barbeque at the home of Bubs, Miz Bubs, and their daughters, Dystopia the Zombie Pin-Up and Little Deadly Nightshade, and hung out with many other fine [...]
Well, Monkeybicycle #5, The Dirty Humor Issue finally is out, and one can acquire a copy and read something of mine inside. I say finally because I wrote my included piece around January of 2006, and, to be perfectly honest, I barely remember much of the piece. It seems that Monkeybicycle was turned down by [...]
I got one helluva souvenir in Vegas.
I’ve read for years now about the subject of gratitude and I usually, I’ll admit, roll my eyes. Because, the implication I’ve gleaned from these essays and books is always the same, and that is: by asking me to cultivate gratitude, the implication is that I am not currently grateful for anything. And that’s just [...]
We must catch up.
My grandfather is back in the hospital, or he has been in the hospital for a few days and when we know the exact cause of his symptoms, we can decide how to proceed with his healing. Until then, we wait. When he was admitted to the hospital a few weeks ago, [...]
The Quickies! Reading was super fun. I am super-excited to read next month and hope some a-youse can come show me your smiling faces when I do. The delightful Ben Tanzer covered most of the major points of Tuesday evening in his post, so, I’ll only add that Mary and Linsday both read pieces I [...]
“Besides the noble art of getting things done, there is the noble art of leaving things undone. The wisdom of life consists in the elimination of non-essentials.”
— Lin Yutang
In celebration of our individual portions of Pilcrow turning out to our liking, Leah, Momma’s Boy and I treated ourselves to dinner at Tallulah yesterday evening. I recommend. More in-depth restaurant review in a day or two.
Right now, I have to tell you about the hours after dinner.
The three of us lingered over the very [...]
“The foolish man seeks happiness in the distance; the wise grows it under his feet.”
— James Oppenheim
It’s 5:15 am. I’m sitting at the counter in my kitchen, waiting for the coffee to finish brewing, watching the sky turn pink. I opened my eyes a half-hour ago, a blend of very, very excited (I mean, Pilcrow Lit Fest *is* upon us as of this morning), a teensy bit nervous (I don’t have [...]
