Monthly Archives: September 2019
i wonder if they stole their mickey mouse ears
Once, I had a license plate. Those were simpler times. It was just another run at the softball fields. A little one-third mile loop all to myself. There’s something peaceful about an empty parking lot and a lonely course to … Continue reading
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hi, how are you
“When I was a kid, I always thought that I’d be a comic book artist,” Daniel Johnston once said. “It took a long time to start thinking that I could be a musician.” I had no idea those were the … Continue reading
all’s weil that ends weil
Some things you can give up. And some things you can’t. Mo and I have decided to become vetegarians. Actually we became vegetarians, but it’s quite early and I haven’t had my coffee, and vetegarians does seem to have a … Continue reading
living with an artist, part 17
I’m watching TV. Mo has fallen asleep in her chair. I look up. There’s a dinosaur sitting on top of the TV with a thimble on its head. Why? Because she’s an artist. This is what she does. I thank … Continue reading
listen, let’s not get caught
You shoot off a guy’s head with his pants down, believe me, Texas ain’t the place you want to get caught. — louise “So were you Thelma or Louise?” The bartender is asking Char about the road trip with her … Continue reading
folgers
“If you’re ever lost, take a right.” — the prophet steven rowley “Coffee’s ready,” he says. “It’s Folgers.” It’s a little after 7 a.m. and I’m sitting in the waiting room of a Honda dealership in a little West Texas … Continue reading
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