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The white cargo van was so typical as to be invisible.  I only noticed it because I cut around it to walk across the street.  The graphics were utterly unimaginative - the company name in…

Posted on Apr. 07, 2004[4]print

Today I have my second of four voice-acting classes.  Last week’s kickoff session was a lot of fun, very similar to the two other classes I’ve taken there.  We started with introductions,…

Posted on Apr. 08, 2004[10]print

Her office is next to the corner.  Her desk is broad and glossy; the view out her windows is unobstructed.  He knocks on the open door with practiced tentativeness.

Good afternoon…

Posted on Apr. 13, 2004[9]print

Hey I’m not out of words, I’m just using them on other people right now.  You’re better off not hearing from me today anyway, unless you want to talk about program-owned evaluation…

Posted on Apr. 19, 2004[1]print

When I first read about it, the only books nearby were a dictionary, some procedures manuals, and a book of poetry by Shelly (Percy, not Winters) on page 23 of which was a biographical sketch in non-sentence…

Posted on Apr. 19, 2004[8]print

I wanted to say something about it yesterday but it seemed disrespectful.  Now I see a sign in today’s paper that I’m supposed to put those qualms behind me: when I see an article referencing…

Posted on Apr. 22, 2004[1]print

This morning I got the news: the green-brown shirt is beyond repair. It was my favorite and luckiest shirt, the soft one that people always wanted to touch, the one that went with most of my clothes,…

Posted on Apr. 23, 2004[7]print

My exercise for myself started with one that I learned from pea: three short stories, each beginning with the same sentence.  I added a few twists - five sentences…

Posted on Apr. 27, 2004[9]print

Every afternoon the crowd heading to the Richmond BART station meets at Beale and Howard, and cars troll up docilely to take them on, two or three or four at a time.  Each day the crowd gathers,…

Posted on May. 06, 2004[8]print

I had a few other items I thought I might blog up for y’all but this one seems too timely to defer.  I wrote it on my way to a playdate on Tuesday night.

Posted on May. 14, 2004[2]print

It’s been like a rodeo soda around the Chucklehut - bucking fizzy - and I’ve had no chance to correspond, post, or even sleep. In fact, I was reformatting my hard drive till 3 am today and…

Posted on May. 18, 2004[1]print

For the past three weeks I’ve had a little yellow race-car sticker stuck to the left sleeve of my favorite coat.  I’d notice it and think, “that’s just the sort of jaunty…

Posted on May. 26, 2004[4]print

The committee meeting is coming up quite soon and I don’t have time to share one of the essays bursting from my little book of arcane runes, so here are some arcane runes from one of my close…

Posted on May. 28, 2004[1]print

Today I spent six hours in the second of three departmental planning meetings.  We had a working lunch, working snacks, and got working toys to fiddle with while our brains were ostensibly otherwise…

Posted on Jun. 21, 2004[8]print

I got a comment from a writer-friend a few days ago that has stuck in my head because it’s so true: I think too…

I’ve been wrestling with this for some time and now I have concluded that the only honorable path is to punt - to evoid it altogether through circumlocution. 

Here’s the issue:…

Posted on Jun. 29, 2004[6]print

i never saw it coming
didn’t bother to expect it
i flew beneath the radar
left no footprint on the sand
i was sure i cast no shadow
then i found myself confronted…

Posted on Jun. 29, 2004[7]print

Maybe it’s only funny to me, but when we had the big biotech convention in town recently, I kept misreading it as “biotch.” So there would be all these articles in the newspaper about…

Posted on Jul. 06, 2004[1]print

He pulled on his new shirt with the childlike enthusiasm he once felt when he’d get a new notebook at the beginning of the school year.  It was riotously colorful, a petrol puddle in polyester,…

Posted on Jul. 09, 2004[5]print

* Are you mad at me?

* What do you think?

* I think that sounded like you’re mad at me.

* I just wish you hadn’t said those things to them.  To them, especially.…

Posted on Jul. 14, 2004[6]print

When it’s heavy enough
I can carry it anywhere
lift it from the ocean’s floor
and smash it through the very sky
When it’s too much for mortals
I…

Posted on Aug. 24, 2004[2]print

Let’s get away from the ranting for a minute and enjoy one of life’s entertaining little coincidences.  Our clerk at work is taking classes at the local state university and one of…

Posted on Sep. 08, 2004[3]print

Malum prohibitum
Malum in Se

Took a wandering walk
On a blustery day.
“Prohibitum, where
is your…

Posted on Oct. 06, 2004[5]print

Don’t you think marzipan would be more popular if it was actually from Marz?

Posted on Oct. 06, 2004[4]print

During the last debates our President underscored emphatically the importance of having “facile” weapons systems.  That…

Posted on Oct. 13, 2004[4]print

On a morning when I’m rushing around in anticipation of a day of sitting on my ass in meetings less interesting than watching my skin pucker in the tub, here’s what I’m counting on…

Posted on Oct. 20, 2004[8]print

OY there’s not much time left this morning for me to get a post up for y’all but luckily I don’t have much on my mind (stop snickering) so it shouldn’t take too long.

Posted on Oct. 29, 2004[5]print

Lately I’ve been using this space to talk about big events and my small perceptions of them, and to engage in the sort of theoretical and political diversions that tend to make me think of myself…

Posted on Nov. 15, 2004[8]print

* Okay!
* Okay.
* So?
* Well, I need six of these boxes down on the fourth floor.
* But?
* I guess we could try to carry three each, or make two trips....
*…

Posted on Nov. 22, 2004[1]print

A few weeks ago pea posted a little piece of fiction that got me thinking about a lot of things, one of which was: I have not written much fiction lately. …

Posted on Dec. 07, 2004[8]print

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