My enjoyment of the outdoors these hot, muggy summer nights is greatly tempered by the throngs of winged death monsters congregated outside. They lurk in bushes, grass, shadows, and seem to materialize out of the air around me, ready to consume my tasty Vietnamese flesh. I must douse myself in Off! Skintastic or risk getting [...]
Does it count as Kafka esque, if it actually features Franz Kafka? Last night I had a dream about trying to save Kafka’s life. Only Kafka was a middle aged, prunish looking woman instead of a German man. There were about three or four of us living in a ramshackle Victorian house. I was puttering [...]
I am settled, for the most part, though not entirely so mentally. My cat is currently with Sarah in Topeka, and half of my worldly belongings (the ones I did not hurriedly toss in the dumpster the day before I moved out) are at Krissy’s place. I’ve had to bother Krissy, whose grandmother has just [...]
