Morida: here’s another tidbit from my vacation in Florida, and one of the few site-specific things I wrote there. Tomorrow I’ll start in on some fiction, but meantime these are…
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The impending death of my desktop bamboo shoot reminds me of the plant I didn’t kill – my spider plant from college. I’ve forgotten so many details of that incredible time and space,…
It was mid-afternoon and Kel had just returned from the grocery, where she’d forgotten to buy the cheese and red onion that I needed to make my fabulous grilled sandwiches (patent pending). …
Since I go to LA tomorrow for a commission meeting, I figgered this might be a good time to disgorge a little essay about airports, and something I saw in one not long ago…
Life during…
The store was big, just like all the others identical to it across the continent. The air outside, cold and a little moist, startled us as we got out of our car in the vast macadam sea of the…
I’ve been a bit too busy lately, and with a trip to NEPA coming up in less than 48 hours, I anticipate more busyness downstream. It’s not a bad thing - I rather like keeping busy,…
It was really a short walk - just three blocks; and by the time I was heading home, most folk had already cleared out. It’s not really an “after hours” part of town where I work. …
I was invited to Sarah’s going-away party, but only because she’d sat in the cube across from me for a few months nearly a year ago. Otherwise I probably wouldn’t have known…
I’m torn, honestly. Random brainscraps from my memopad? or an honest-to-goodness vignette? The vignette is sort of too much like that story I just posted but it’s fairly…
I’m off to Denver for a conference. No, really. This one is for work and I’ll be busybusybusy all the livelong day. No reliable computer access, no sense of how my time…
I’m back! Yes, you knew I was gone, you just forgot, you insensitive cad you. Well that’s okay, I had lots and lots of fun. I’ll have photos soon - of the gorgeous…
From Last Night:
So hello again, and it’s good to be back. (pause for uninterrupted loner cricket-chirping.) So anyway, the rest was much appreciated and we’re all nicely…
He really looked like a very normal dude, with a grey sweatshirt, understated blue jeans and clean white sneaks. He was tall - six-plus, and big in the arms and wide across the belly; his big…
Oh man, this has not been an easy day so far. Leaving the gym this morning I noticed that, for the first time in months, it was still dark at 6:30. I got back home to find that we’d…
I cannot call this anything but a story, because Robert told it to me and he had heard it from someone who had heard it from someone else. And as I heard it, I couldn’t help but sense an…
I looked up and it was five o’clock, and then 5:40, and then 6:15. I’d had a lot of work to do so I’d put my head down and did it. I think it was going on seven when I stepped out…
I’m back - and better than ever! We had a whirlwind tour of lesser Porchland, including a few local playgrounds, a small handful of finer hippie-friendly dining establishments, some of…
It occurs to me, now that I’ve hit “publish,” that this is my MLK Day post. I mean no disrespect by it. Really, now that I think on it, I believe this story helps me…
I sort of sensed that something was going to happen. Each of them had made a distinct impression on me as they’d independently passed me on the way to the back of the bus: the rotund, rollicking…
I’m trusting you to believe me when I tell you this, but I don’t usually notice first off whether another dude is cute. That’s just not where I usually go. So I was actually…
This one is in honor of the old crowd. Two weekends ago Nool came to visit and nine of us - nine! - who’d gone to college together a very long time ago got together for drinks and hunan…
It’s been a long time since I’ve gone out on a run around the neighborhood, and there are too many things I miss about it to count. Apart from the sense of vibrant vitality, the rush…
This is one hell of a week, and I need to do whatever I need to do to get through it - to slice and slash, to crush, to dodge, and to exorcise. I wish I could exercise, but there is no time. …
The papers ran a story not nearly long enough ago that roused a recollection for me, a slice of personal history that no one really needs to know about, but one I can’t just cast aside without…
In these days of Charlie Sheen’s burgeoning monomania and the simultaneous closure of my local Blockbuster Video outlet, I am drawn again to a moment I have relived countless times since the day…
It’s happened again, good readers - I’ve closed out another tired notebook of scribbled gobbledigook. In doing so, I always page through all those sheets (or maybe sheet through…
The Sunset is a homebody neighborhood - hundreds of regular blocks of single family dwellings with tiny yards and basement garages. It boasts no real tourist attractions but embraces an endearing…
Work brought me back to Los Angeles for a short time last week, and I wound up in an impregnable black Crown Vic tooling around various parts of town like a cop searching for clues, or a really good…
A couple weeks ago it was L.A. Stories. But that’s not to imply that they’ve got a corner on the droll vignette market. Here’s a few local moments from late summer that…
It’s been long enough, I think, to have kept you waiting on a fresh post. If you’re looking for news, the big development here is that I have finally finished the fifth of five…