A Little Quiet, Followed By Loud

In one of those Halloween shops this weekend, with Bridgid. You know–those Halloween shops, the ones that randomly spring from the earth this time of year, like earthworms from the soil after a driving rain; except for the fact that earthworms are an important part of the cycle of life, the give and take of our ecosystem, the tapestry [...]

Weddingest

My mother and I were in a Kroger’s grocery store last Thurday morning, buying goods against the arrival of many, many family members coming into town for 
My Brother’s Wedding
As we paused in the meat section, I noticed a man in a long, white butcher’s coat, broad of shoulder and tall of leg–he was the Lumberjack [...]

Friends, Motorcycles

At the Printer’s Row Book/Lit/WhatEVER Festival on Saturday, Katie and I found a children’s book called:
Motorcycle Chums in the Adirondacks
This is really true.

What?
There is a character in “Motorcycle Chums” named “Freckles”–I saw, when I flipped ‘er open. I think I read something along the lines of:
“‘Gee!’ said Freckles, with a wide grin. “Now you’re talking.’”
Really, like that.
Also, [...]

Someone Stole My Wallet, But I Took It Back From That Person

I did.
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On How My Wallet Was Stolen, And How I Took It Back
I. Other Points At Which I Have Been Robbed: A History
a. All of my CDs, and the car stereo, were stolen from my vehicle one week before I moved to New York in 2002.
b. A few months later, my apartment was broken into–by [...]

I’m Am Here

Here I am!
It’s been a blurry two weeks-ish. Blurry, busy, brash, be-dwizzled, ballyhooed, burned, beautiful, barnstorming, bacon [kidding], blue [good blue and bad blue]. [After I typed that, I wondered about the difference between "good blue" and "bad blue". I looked it up for you. Here:]
GOOD BLUE

BAD BLUE

 
There you have it!
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Anyway, to reiterate: here I am. More specifically, [...]

I’m Waiting, I’m Waiting

I just had the opportunity to sit–for moderate chunks of time–in two very different waiting rooms, two days in a row. On Friday afternoon, the waiting room was at my doctor’s office–oh, doctor’s office waiting rooms,  you wondrous petri dishes o’ humanity! The sick, the well, the anxiety-ridden, the serene, the people sponging blood off their eyeballs [J/K!] At [...]