All healthy, sexy roads lead to… chocolate?
500 Bottles of Beer on the Wall. . . Or is that 99?
Can’t you just hear the music? That grating, endless round we sang as kids, that we used to purposely irritate each other as teens, and again in college? Hell, I don’t even like beer, but I can picture everything from pale ale to dark lager as soon as I catch a measure of that tune. […]
Chicken
I took a day off yesterday. More precisely, I took the afternoon and evening off. To flirt. It’s something I don’t do often enough. Flirtation is an art form, and it requires practice. Besides, I needed a taste of the outside world, its color and aroma, the adult world. I live the writer’s life, isolated […]
Yellow shirts. Red wine. Squirrels on the roof.
Billboard from IKEA. Clouds like cobblestones against an inky sky. A train passes; we pick up speed, underground again, lights reflecting against windows. So few people. Behind me now. I feel him behind me now. It’s late. White shirts, blank faces, no babies or commuters. More white shirts. Good, I think he’s leaving. My black […]