1. Open the refrigerator door and stare into it. It’s still all the same stuff that was in there the last twenty times you looked, but if you stare hard enough you will notice something that you haven’t seen in a while. You probably won’t want to […]
First there was this, one morning, with the sun still newborn Beckoning quaintly, softly, painted on a rock wall No flashy billboards in this quiet mountain town, stuffed with garishness Fake smiles filled with fake teeth, techno beats from advertising dances Here they keep it simple. This is […]
Note: Years ago, when my “Crusty Pie” blog was in its formative months, I was hyper-invested in the goings on, often putting out three posts a day. (Granted, many of them were simple one or two-liners, but still.) At that inane rate of productivity, there were bound to […]
Claudia was very impressed with her image in the antique mirror, as were the 13 Cuban refugees hidden under her dress and waiting for the signal that they had reached the American shore. Cleopatra the Cat, wandering up as I type. “That’s an extremely insensitive thing to write […]
In one respect, this photo of Hungarian children in the early 1900s reenacting The Nativity is moving and symbolic. Sadly, you can also see that four sheep in the flock have possibly lost their way and joined a street gang in South Central L.A. And at least one […]
Alfred was appalled at Tallulah’s suggestion that he didn’t know how to properly direct this scene. Tallulah was appalled that only one rose had been delivered to her dressing room. The script supervisor was appalled that Tallulah thought her outfit was fetching in any way; with markings […]
I have been reading Donna’s work for several years now, and I have long grown accustomed to finding a remarkable, thoughtful treasure when I peruse a fresh post on her site. With the example shared below, my (admittedly) high expectations were generously exceeded. Donna’s words are honest and […]
Another one from the travel archives, replete with dated cultural references… We were driving back from Santa Fe when it all went to hell, very quickly. I was in the driver’s seat, as it was my “turn”. We had been tag-teaming it every few hours or so since […]
Ramon, left: “My love, I don’t quite understand why my affections don’t have you on the verge of ovulation.” Evelyn, right: “Really? Well, let me help you out a bit, although I’m not quite sure where to start. Oh, screw that, let’s start with you doing everything you […]
Willy, left: “I heard what people are saying about the wretched thing you did, and I just want you to know that I’m here for you, even if you really did the wretched thing. Because friends support friends, especially if that supporting involves one of the friends holding […]
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