Monthly Archives: March 2017

Grandma, Keds, and Russian Breasts

My strategy is sound, my goals well defined, but my focus is suddenly lacking: I’m unhinged, and it’s the Russian’s fault. I’m playing blackjack at the Tropicana — end of the trail for quarter slot aficionados, shrine for cane-steadied pilgrims … Continue reading

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I’m Here To Help

Beware the bull that gores the haystack I feel dirty, but relieved. And, in my relief, I’ve discovered enthusiasm. Finally, someone took a step, grabbed me by the collar, and yanked me out of a precipitous downward spiral.

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Stupid, Drunk, and Fat — With A Smidge Of Korean Pepper Fun Sludge

My wife called me,”the walking anus of the universe.” I’m not sure what this means, nor am I sure of why she chooses to call me “the walking anus of the universe” instead of her usual: “Self-absorbed, jerk off, butt … Continue reading

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