Categories: illiterature

• Grumpy Guy at the Dog Park

  I discovered today that I need complete silence in my immediate little slice of personal space- order to be able to read. I had it for a while until 2 cows and their unholy offspring came into my shade, mooing incessantly and in perfect sync with the little ones. Between the whining and cud chewing, I couldn’t make out a syllable or digest a sentence. The dumb cows attracted the rest of the heard and before I knew it, I [...]

• 1st Post Card-Skipping Town

  I’m skipping town tomorrow; a boy and his dog chasing adventure, making up the story as we go along. He’ll bark at me about politics and do a horrible job of pointlessly pointing outside my field of view.  While he navigates, I’ll fantasize about the court testimony I’d give if I let him drive. The inevitable questions and shock when I seriously account for my faith in the dog’s ability to do a better job driving than your average 19 [...]

• Patience

  When I think about cultivating patience, I think about children. When others think about patience, they think of standing in a waiting line at the DMV. I think of children. It takes great patience to teach children and great compassion and humility to learn from them.  I can’t yet visualize myself as a father but I can imagine the pride I would take as a father and how it would fuel my devotion and drive to teach what I have [...]

• The Simple Life

  A playful fantasy to live under the guise of a simple man, to be nurtured and fulfilled by simple places, plain homes and conversations, but those are too small and stagnant for me. My dreams and thoughts are to big and wondrous to bury in the back yard, yet I have come to appreciate the simple things in life.
  To be a simple man,
  finding all the answers in brand names and beer cans,
  chasing faceless skirts, wearing  dirty jeans and [...]

• The Sum of My Experience- 3 point shot

  1. The absolute importance of community- it takes a village.. to raise this village idiot. I am independent, hear me roar, oh crap my pitch is off? Thanks for telling me. Without friendship and community I’d be lost in myself with nothing to aspire to and a complete oblivious burden to society. I prefer to be a very conscious burden to society- at least that way I can enjoy it.
  2. The importance of a life-long dedication  to growth and increased [...]

• Under The Bed

  What feelings haunt me? What demons live under the bed, closet, or in the confines of boots beyond sight? What emotions do I fear creeping up over the baseboards?
  Worry I suppose, the thief of exploration and confidence. Worry is the creditor’s favorite restraint. Worry keeps my feet on the ground when I need to take a leap of faith. I would say that worry worries me but I don’t think about it enough to let it bother me. I don’t [...]

• Getting The Story Right- Finally

  I gave up on so many stories years ago-I traded away my story, and epic flower filled doorsteps decorated with toy dinosaurs in a pursuit of identity and social experimentation. Like Edison, I have discovered 10,000 ways to not get the story right. I thought at the least, my failures and experimental exploits and adventures would be fun and worthy of writing about to say the least. Avoiding what is natural though and ignoring instinct and that which truly touches [...]

• A Short Blurb and Great Migration

  My muscles are tight and lazy from hard work in an office chair, scrambling to save, pinch and pinkle every scrap in sight for the great migration back to midtown.  Far removed from far away, my car rests impatiently neglected and jealous of the pedals and mountain tred, publicly coveted joyrides spent on my bike.  My office and home are clean and clutter free as is my mind for the most part.
  The move is a slow and steady flow of [...]