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The Duck in Normal entries
“Have you met me?” “No.” “No?” “Yes, of course I’ve met you, no, you’re not using that right, you don’t start off a conversation that way. If I say something like ‘Ease up on the Shrimp’ or ‘Buzz...
Early Spring and it's raining in Normal entries
Seem to have misplaced one of the few marginal skills I have; the ability to transfer the voices in my head to paper. The skill isn’t marginal so much as the voices are. We do, as a people, have ...
A codicil to All the Clues I haven't Got in Normal entries
A few days ago, as the haredawg paws his way, I wrote something about women I used to date. It was an entry about trees, I had meant to get to the forest. I don’t quite understand the association...
A perfect Poem in Normal entries
Thirteen Ways of Looking At a Blackbird might not be the best poem ever written, but it’s among a handful of perfect poems. It reveals without explanation, it interprets the world and implies com...
Captain Forever and the Yesterday People in Normal entries
I wrote a comic book in the not too distant past. I reworked a flash I really liked and made a story board. There was even an artist lined up, but things got weird. It was not called Captain fore...
Untitled in Normal entries
It’s Saturday and you’re not. The sun is relentless in her shining through, and you’re not. It’s colder than it looks, you’re not. That’s where the comparisons end between you and a day. Stacking...
The eyes in Normal entries
Seems I was mistaken about when exactly the last snow of the year was. I’m almost happy my expansive and lovely Ass, the sheer acreage of which is impressive, didn’t do all the shit necessary to ...
Devils Anse in Normal entries
Fuck it, I’m starting off talking about a pipe. This might go elsewhere, but it might not. Still working out kinks in paw. For some reason here in the immediate future, there are a variety of new...
More of the same, now with more sameness! in Normal entries
Typing out the kinks. Again. I think it was Borges on the subject of blindness who said “People ask me if it’s like darkness. No. Darkness would be seeing a color or range of color. It’s nothingn...
One better in Normal entries
Wolves mate for life. Heh. That’s one of the eight zillion things in English that means something other than a direct translation would mean. It means they stay with the same mate, not that they ...
B-movie pillow fort, and burying the survey in Normal entries
If you are my age or older (which makes you a millennial, the first millennium) you probably remember if the channel needed changing (to one of the other two) someone had to get up and manually c...
Peer pressure; a prosebox survey in Normal entries
DO YOU LIVE IN A HOUSE OR AN APARTMENT? I just live in one room at a time, but it’s in a house. WOULD YOU SAY IT IS BIG OR SMALL? I would say it’s big, but ask any member of the growing misandry ...
Patterns in Normal entries
Not to long ago (minutes, not years) I had conceived a flash; the feeling familiar and nostalgic, like finding a pair of gloves you stored ten winters back. It came to me as flashes come as a sin...
George in Normal entries
Forty years ago to the minute, give or take somewhere between a few minutes and a few weeks, I was in the Cheyanne Wyoming greyhound station. Sometimes when you’re hitch-hiking you need, or are f...
Dark side of the fifties in Normal entries
Tomorrow is my birthday. I’m not concerned with hitting the dark end, the dusk, of my fifties. I don’t understand modern math so I don’t know what the fifties are the new anything. I think baby b...
Down to Zero in Normal entries
Yesterday I wrote a thingy-entry-rant-nonsense that was kind of lovely in it’s high grade cynical snark and outlying this as the “Opinion Age”. It was pretty much offensive to anyone with an opin...
Multi-tasking, poorly in Normal entries
It’s the crack of 1023 EST on the seventh of February 2018. My granddaughter just turned sixteen, touch and I kill you, kill you all night long. God knows when this will actually post, I mean, th...
Russian and American carvers in Pipe Stuff
My idea was to make this booklet photo rich. Photobucket phucked me, ate all my old photos and wants me to pay to put new ones up. They claim 99 a year is a screaming deal and I best act fast or ...
Are We there yet? in Normal entries
The sunrise was brilliant this morning in pinks and oranges giving way to a gold as splendid as an Elvis jumpsuit and almost as wide. It’s 930 AM now and the sky is lit up golden, strips of pale ...
It's not because I'm an early riser, didn't get to sleep last night in Normal entries
The damn moon hid behind the clouds on the thirty-first, now, an hour after waking up for the last time, it’s bright as a Rhode scholar on meth. I didn’t mean to foreshadow my demise, I will prob...
S. Bang and Dalmore in Pipe Stuff
https://imgur.com/AmIhSMJ We’re going to start in the near present to save ourselves some grief. We as in I’m drawing you in to share the culpability and ourselves as in myself. I like the presen...
Ran out of steam in Normal entries
Long about the crack of mid-November-ish, I jumped into a minor debate on the topic of white privilege on one of my sons’ friends Facebook pages. Friend is the absolute right term, but, I doubt h...
Peer of the Flies in Normal entries
It’s early, not the kind of early where I think I shouldn’t be up, the kind of early where I don’t play with dusty keyboards. I used to be able to work up a head of foam over skipping a few days,...
My gift to insomniacs in Normal entries
So, I wrote this a few days ago (not that you’ve read this far, hell, I fell asleep trying to get this far) and have since purchased a new digital camera. Why? I was in a bad mood so I went into ...
Just say no in Normal entries
There are two words that have been bugging me. I guess it’s not really the words themselves or even common usage, but common eBay useage. Even regular words have lately taken beating on eBay; I b...
