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"this is the world as best as I can remember it"

Friday, August 09, 2019

And Off I Ran

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I feel like it has been one of my major accomplishments this past year to get Elias to run Cross Country (XC) in middle school.  It is ...
Monday, August 05, 2019

One of Us

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What if God was one of us, an infinitely older man seriously tired of our shit? I certainly hope not, but I would not bla...
Thursday, August 01, 2019

Books & the Long Goodbye

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From about 10 years old to 50 years old (my current age) I’ve spent an inordinate amount of time, money, and resources on collectin...
Thursday, July 18, 2019

Pretty Things

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“Billy stayed in the wagon when it reached the slaughterhouse, sunning himself.  The others went looking for souvenirs.  Later on...
Monday, July 15, 2019

Left on Peach Fork Road

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We’d spent a week on the beach: me, my wife, my daughter, and my son.  Incidentally, we’d moved to a new house the week prior to...
Monday, July 08, 2019

Listless on Europa

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Feeling listless on Europa, Jupiter looming large in the sky. A Ransomed traveler  asking the what? and why? But there is ...
Friday, July 05, 2019

Rolling the Rug

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He was 4 when we rolled out the new rug, the moving boxes cut and connected into a  huge cardboard fort with many windows, Gr...
Thursday, June 27, 2019

Gretchen Goes to Nebraska

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It was 30 years ago today that King’s X dropped their second album “Gretchen Goes to Nebraska.”  The year was 1989 and I was a ne...
Tuesday, June 25, 2019

Unstuck in Time

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Aaron has come unstuck in time, much like Billy Pilgrim at the beginning of chapter two in Slaughterhouse-Five.  There’s a kind of...
Thursday, June 20, 2019

A Soldier for Uncle Sam

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A soldier for Uncle Sam but I do not know who I am Not that it even matters when the bullet flies, splatters Maki...
Wednesday, June 12, 2019

Kung Fu Coffee

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The sleeve was gone Coffee cup hot Making it hard to hold Fingers burning But Like Kwai Chang Caine I bravely...
Thursday, June 06, 2019

Blue Light Special

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Yesterday after work I had to go pick up my son at a friend’s house who lives a good distance north of us off a busy highway.  In ord...
Thursday, May 30, 2019

The Escalator

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Looking at a picture of me and my son  on an escalator in the DC subway system  unexpectedly brings a kind of epiphany:   ...
Monday, May 27, 2019

A Blue Tongue

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If my tongue were blue  I’d be locked in a zoo with nothing to do  but sit and stew  in monkey poo.    In lieu, my ...

The Shriners

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When my sister’s back  was crooked, not straight, the Shriners came  not a minute too late. They trundled forth In thei...
Thursday, May 23, 2019

The Last Day of School

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It was the last day of school and he figured he wouldn’t waste his time sleeping for the rest of the summer.  Even as his parents drop...
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A. Monk
“Aaroneous Monk” brings to mind the image of a bumbling but well-meaning hermit who continually trips himself up in his overgrown beard as he attempts to battle evil in the world but, more often than not, forgets about the darkness in his own heart. It also sounds similar to the legendary jazz pianist Thelonious Monk, but with a faux-Greek twist. Thelonious was known for being able to maintain two disparate rhythms going at the same time with his hands seemingly disconnected from each other. That kinda sums up my struggle...
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