Monthly Archives: March 2008
Shop Talk
I submitted a short story for publication today. I have never submitted my fiction before. It took me about half an hour to write, and while I know I ought to sit on stuff for a week or more and then revise, I didn’t think my sudden burst of confidence would hold out that long. … Continue reading
This little light of mine…
I always figured I’d grow out of my distaste for wearing makeup, like how after you achieve a certain maturity level you no longer own backless shirts or have friends in Santa Barbara. (Then later on you hit another level where you do have friends who live in Santa Barbara, but these are old rich … Continue reading
Missed donut
Every now and then I troll the missed connections, because if my public ever decides to speak to me I want to be there to listen. I was reading today because I’ve been unusually outside-the-house active this week and wondered if maybe someone noticed and wanted to buy me a donut. And also because Dianna’s … Continue reading
Edward Sandwichhands
I was walking home from the bus stop last night feeling, I thought, colder than I have ever felt. As I strode up 16th Street, certain I was about to lose some fingers, I passed Ike’s darkened little shop and my chilblained brain thought, it’s ok. If I lose my hands to frostbite, Ike will … Continue reading
Kris Goes to the Zoo
This morning I woke up and saw how the morning glory vines were starting to cover the windows. Not to be one of those writers who sees symbolism everywhere, but it seemed like a good time to get out of the house for a while. So I went to the zoo. Now that is a … Continue reading
Ay!
I went to the Bark & Whine Ball last night at 8th & Brannan. This is the SF SPCA’s annual fancy-pants fundraiser where dogs and their people get all gussied up to eat tiny food and genteely sniff one another’s bottoms. My bus got stuck or something (or, as Jason might say, slipped off the … Continue reading
Bend over for tax time!
I made just over $7000 last year, which puts me in the millionaire’s circle for people who can almost afford to starve to death in style. Given that I made an annual income that would just barely allow me to make my rent in a residential hotel in Topeka, shouldn’t the feds be giving me … Continue reading