I really get bugged when people start talking about atheism as a belief system or faith. It’s like people don’t want to think deeply about a concept at all. Not all concepts… just this one. They are (more…)
Ode to that damned Marshmallow
This isn’t a poem… it’s a love note from last year. —————- AN ODE TO THE DAMNED MARSHMALLOW The overriding presumption in my heart and my eyes and my head is that we will be together, from (more…)
I missed my wine shipment while on honeymoon… my open letter to Esoterica at Bonny Doon –
2 weeks bobbing up and down in a warmer Pacific a bit south of here…. the Mexican fishing village hardly accepted UPS, nor did it actually find time to properly store wines so it was tequila for 2 weeks (more…)
A Business Story – by Anonymous, in Sayulita, Nayarit, Mexico
Our friend, Cap Sparling, was kind enough to offer his house in Sayulita for our Honeymoon. This story was posted on the wall, and should be a simple tale of the meaning of life. There is no known attributed (more…)
Scorpions really, truly, are faster than they told us.
Scorpios are unpredictable, like Italian food, and typically don’t like macho overtones. I made that up. If it applied to you, it’s the Forer effect. Look it up – it is basically why you are wrong about (more…)
Squall, lightning on the water, foundering vessel, and 2am madness
I wrote this drunkenly… which I am apt to do down here. I am not editing the story for content, nor do I give a damn it’s not very well written. Think of it as a real life comic book adventure. What (more…)
A tone to the opposite….
slipping moments, streaming tears an incomprehensible flash of time for our human condition to equate. its difficult to be in the eye of the storm of time, bestill this hardened face as it makes (more…)
Why I like no one ever reads this stuff, ever, ever, ever. My wedding speech prior to my wedding… and no one will ever know or care.
I am honored, and overwhelmed. Hi. I am also very much in love…. swooning in Shakespearan fashion which no man should do. I haven’t even the corset. For those that don’t know me, you now do. I am (more…)
Things I enjoyed in Miller’s Crossing, beyond it being the best ganster film in history (sorry Goodfellas)
High Hat What’s the Rumpus Twist a pig’s ear, watch him squeal. Sees the angle, and takes it. That’s how she’s a grifter. He’s a straight shooter, a square g. You want a pillow for your head?
North of PV
Sweat stains the page, Heat, passion. I knit my brow to resolve these moments into clear thoughts into cogent words that provide the breath of the wind in the trees and split between oceans and coast, (more…)