Archive for June 4th, 2011
Mike has a way of consistently looking pensive. His hand scrubbing his chin often, he’s persistently looking to the sky for answers.
There was a lady walking in the alleyway when I saw Mike. She appeared to be selling her ass so that she could acquire another round of heroin. She was zooming in on any of the humans in the vicinity, including Mike, but not including me. Mike was not aware of her wicked focus. Mike is overexposed to these things in our civilized environment.
I felt compelled to go home and read a new book.
This is my brief contribution to Inspiration Monday – This is XIV There are some great things happening over there!
You were in your typical pose, slouching dreadfully on the leather couch with your laptop, drearily reading one muddling thing after another, some very good but too good for your consciousness. The TV was on, playing DVR’s of various temporal shit, so you couldn’t concentrate on the websites, and you had a wonderful novel by your side. It was past midnight, but it was Saturday so you had even less regard for the necessary benefits of sleep.
Gracie was lying with eyes back in her head, dreaming, her paws shaking, and the two Dachshunds, Buddy and Jazzy, were lying next to you. Buddy was a brutally tough dog who was always happy, and Jazzy was a fierce, bitter, old witch who was rarely happy unless you rubbed her tummy. Gracie was your favorite. She was a silky Golden Retriever with overflowing barrels of love. Everyone else was asleep long ago and there was a certain chaotic peace to the night. The peace was meant to be disturbed.
A big man, perhaps six-and-a-half feet tall, though not too heavy, Read the rest of this entry »
When I thank people (for being
such an ass), I see
they get nice.
such an ass, and they
think I might be a dumb, nice guy.