Crazy Talk and Sometimes Socks
Alarm shocks replaceslow, easy morningsYawns start now with a gold bus In other words, I pretty much perpetually need a nap. Like, every moment of the day. Right now even. Anybody have a cot I can borrow? Pud’n
Welcome back to the real world. The Matrix has belched us all out again, and thus the Song of the EveryDay—a hymn of low, mournful tones—fills the air as those of us in the USA look past our weekend of summertime revelry. Time to set aside those incendiary devices for another year and we can … Continue reading Nothing Remained But A Heap of Ashy, Sulfurous Paper Bits And The Aftertaste of Sausage
This isn’t exactly news, but it bears mentioning again that sometimes Life just plain sucks the dirty tailpipe of a ‘67 Buick. Admittedly, the things that have been making my life worthy of Guest of Honor status at SuckCon 2012 may not be as irksome as the things that are making John Doe's, Mary Jane’s, … Continue reading Compensating with links and random nonsense
We got the kids' classroom/teacher assignments for school last weekend, and the house is temporarily stocked with shiny, new-smelling school supplies that everyone seems to be mooning over. Speaking of which, seriously, what is it that makes everyone get all gooey over new office/school supplies? It's like the moment someone sees an unopened, shrink-wrapped pack … Continue reading School supply season and the Great Cycle of Beer
