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Adventure Island
Captain Redscarf: “How d’ye like me tattoo, salty wench?” Island Princess: “It’s peeling.” Captain Redscarf: “Aye. Me tattoo artist be a poxy drunken knave.” Island Princess, politely: “Oh, be he?” Finer Things attempted to read Robinson Crusoe this month, but failed, because it’s hard to spend three hundred pages with an utter douchebag. No one … Continue reading
Mushroom cloud, silver lining
Discussing whether you’d have to filter your water after the apocalypse: Michele: “But why wouldn’t we have running water?” Gene: “If the electricity goes off for a week…” Michele: “Water and electricity are separate.” Kris: “But if the electricity goes off for a week, it means the system has fully crashed.” Michele, nodding thoughtfully: “Fire … Continue reading
A day at the beach
From my perspective: surf soothe kite color sun sky sand ahh From Molly’s perspective: noise people noise people noise people augh
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Our corner store carries Kinder eggs now. If I can just convince Ike to start selling kebabs, we’ll be like our own little European nation.
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I had a perfect day. Not that anything really happened–it was all crossword puzzles and presents and good food. Crossword puzzles are my new addiction. Did you know there’s an animal called a goa? I wish I’d heard from you but I understand why I didn’t. Don’t think this will stop me from giving you … Continue reading
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So I wrote a screenplay. It’s a very short, very bad screenplay, which involves no dialogue. But it’s about Gene, so I like it. Hi Gene, if you read this (if anyone reads this); probably you don’t. Nevertheless this website is now an ongoing letter to you. Any friends checking up on me, feel free … Continue reading
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“Well, what a vampire I am, what a vampire.” – Anais Nin –
Scene Two, I guess.
“I should be working.” She shifts, restless as sand in the cave of sheets. “You should,” he agrees. “So should I, for that matter. Poets and thieves and madmen and lovers; all commonly believed nocturnal. That’s us.” “Write a poem, then.” “Ah, it’s not so easy. Steal me something, why don’t you.” Her eyebrows contract, … Continue reading
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“Writers never look right. They violate the compact between themselves and the readers just by having faces.” –Adair Lara–
Be fabulous.
One definition of happiness is, “Somebody to love, something to do, and something to look forward to.” –Adair Lara– “And I do a work out that I dislike, everyday, so I can continue nibbling, and I nibble because like an after dinner martini, it takes the edge off. And how would I be onstage if … Continue reading