I’m hell-bent on causin’ a ruckus, yessir. I’ve got all the implements, motivation too. Now all that’s left is the sweet smell of havoc. Now you must be askin’ yourself: “Why does this dude keep talkin’ the talk without so much as a step in the demolition direction?” Stop that thinkin’ right there, friend. You … Continue reading NaPoWriMo XX
The day after we lost our conscious billing cycle, all hell broke loose. We threw money at all our problems in the hope that they wouldn’t surface again until the next month. No ledgers, no account balancing, no clear plan for the electric bill. We absolutely lost it and spent our time worrying about existential … Continue reading NaPoWriMo XIX
I went to the store for a super ball– couldn’t find any. I did find big bouncers, calibrated latex orbs, limited edition high-flying sky cutters, 360-degree vortex vaulters and rubber rabble rousers. But they’re just not the same.
D: I’m fed up with this place. I’m tired and alone. O: So you’re just going to forget to acknowledge my presence? D: I can’t believe you put up with me. O: Well, it does get difficult sometimes. Come on, you don’t honestly feel like a crotchety old hermit. You’re 22 years old. D: That’s … Continue reading NaPoWriMo XVII
N: Is this an appropriate mindframe? P: Which one? N: The gilded one on the left with the portrait of the 19th century fox hunt. P: Looks expensive. N: Isn’t that the point? Isn’t aristocracy the goal? P: For some people, I guess. How about that one on the right? N: Oh, the one slapped … Continue reading NaPoWriMo XVI