Storms have rolled in once again. This is rather annoying, because it’s near the end of July and by this time in Texas we should be done with all that mess. July and August are the months when a high-pressure cell typically plunks its ass right over the […]
Exhibit A: Richard Harris – “MacArthur Park” Mom was working at St. John’s Hospital in Tulsa, Oklahoma at the time. As everyone in the medical profession knows, hospital shifts involve some jacked-up hours, and I vaguely recall that Mom had to report at 6am. (This may be a […]
Damn, I couldn’t believe it had gotten this bad so quickly. The last time I had dropped in, dragging my wheeled picnic basket, the park had been filled with people, many dots of color, the smaller ones dashing about and scream-giggling, the larger ones more controlled, lounging on […]
In the last Clam Bake, I had a rather swell time sifting through old comments and cultivating some of the jewels. So, to somewhat continue the trend, with this Clam I’ll be sharing some of my responses to what others have written, both here and on their own […]
As I sit here at my writing desk (otherwise known as “that place where good intentions rarely come to fruition”), and the titular candle is crackling away whilst my mind is not, two feeble thoughts have managed to weakly spark in my cranium: One, it’s been a while […]
Sometimes the story is not important, only an image, and some random graffiti, and the happenstance of being in a certain place and time, stumbling across the echoes of others, a thread of connection, wispy, vague, hinting and nudging…
Note: I’m still in the midst of NaNoWriMo, as well as denial from the recent elections, so here’s another one from the archives… Casa Bonita was essentially a Mexican restaurant masquerading as a theme park. It was a cavernous place that seemed to go on for miles, […]
Editor’s Note: There are so many emotions in me right now about the election, but I can’t let myself rant just yet. Instead, while I process and search for signs of intelligent life in the universe, I’m sticking with re-posts about childhood memories, a time when our problems […]
Editor’s Note: What with NaNoWriMo and the Big Election Day that this is in America (fingers crossed that decency triumphs over hate), I don’t quite have time for a fresh post. Instead, here’s one from the archives, a childhood remembrance of simpler things. If you’re an American and […]
I kept telling myself all day that I wasn’t going to write about the shooting. It’s not that I didn’t care or I didn’t have anything to say, far from it. But I knew that if I entered the digital discussion, I would inevitably run into conservative whack-jobs […]
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