Archive for WTF

White Looks Ugly Looks White

I have a cousin, and it sounds like I’m making this up, but he would not eat anything save plain white pasta or bananas sliced up with sprinkles.  Nothing else.  He did this, as far as I know, until he was about thirteen (and may still).  With no judgement on his parents (and without wondering [...]

Can’t Sleep, Won’t Sleep

I regret.
The oatmeal made a sticky mess in the saucepan, the peaches as they heated up and began to loose their cohesion, added to the general gooey mess. It looked like natto, the fermented soybean dish unpopular in Japan. A burnt tongue taste revealed the need for sugar, but it was quickly too [...]

Anarchy in the AB

They’d left far too few clues to go on.
I don’t know who “they” were, you see, but I have this ticket stub and half a hunch that it will lead me to something important.  The ticket stub was shoved under the wiper blade of my old red Silverado, though I didn’t notice it at first. [...]

Real Talk Six

In a bit of a departure from my usual sort of post, this is a text conversation I had with Mr Chris Huth.  I transcribed it because it turned out to be very entertaining.  I pray that it’s just as funny now as it was then (and if it is not, have a few cocktails and [...]

Hell Fucking Yes

He felt it well up in his heart as he looked out over the crowd.  Earnest, young men and women with their eyes closed in prayer.
“I just want to ask, right now, I want to ask god to change the hearts of Americans.  I want god to change the heart of the president.  I want [...]

Our Rob Or Ros

My breath feels heavy.  There is a burning in my lungs and my legs.  I sort of skip up, quickly standing up and pulling up the back wheel of my bike as I struggle to keep up.  It’s not news to me.  What looks easy to the others is harder than it should be for [...]

There Is So Much Space, You Incredulous Poophead

We sit down at a white formica topped table in a diner.  I don’t know where it is, but the glass straw holder and the tiny jukebox on our table makes it the sort of diner that a young Bruce Springsteen may have sat down at in Asbury Park, New Jersey after a show.  There [...]

The Evening Radness in the West

There was a haze, like a weak fog, that fell across the room.  The lights and the sudden quiet left my deafened ears numb, the sounds distant in the wash of blood in my head.  As the sweaty bodies began to reorganize themselves as if by the orders of some unseen malevolence his gaze fell [...]

Take the Red Saddle

He looked at himself in the mirror, but he didn’t meet his gaze.  Instead, he scanned down, down to his yellowing once white high tops and his loose fitting overalls.  The overalls were a hand me down in the strictest sense, though he had no brothers to have handed them to him: the dye around [...]

Back To The Future

Time makes fools of us all and time, such as it is, is always progressing, it is easy to forget where things start.  And where they end.
The siren call of fixed gear riding in the city is not the arrival of a pacific rim manufactured, low end potential “fixed gear bike”.  It is not the [...]