February 2011
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The Garden of Earthly Delights
I’m not defending his behavior. That’s not why I’m writing this. I’ve mocked him and cussed him and now I’d like to describe him uninflected, to get the features down without misery, if it’s possible. Thankfully there’s no need to lie because a mere report already reads like distortion—he does so many things too large, he hardly thinks, he is the kind of...
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Deviousness
The amount of feminism coming across my dashboard is going to make this post extra unseemly, but to hell with it.
I was calculating parity looks-wise between myself and a potential mark—I mean it in the con sense—and landed on the opinion that I was not handsome enough to be the one in the relationship that had to explain “what he saw in the other person,” or rather, if I and he were...
Leef Bug
Fuck, that’s rather “leaf.”
Hoosier phonics.
Leaf Bug Found in Chicken & Rice Entrée
A lady called me over to her table today and pointed to the rim of her bowl with a fork. “I think this is a bug,” she said.
I peered at the sautéed bug, sea-foam green with its singed little leg nubs and about the size of my thumbnail. “Yes. That is a bug.” I apologized profusely, intimating that we use only the freshest ingredients, and that bugs are a hazard of this...
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Tonight I am going to my first drag show.
Nadir, I looked this word up again today. I want to use it only in positive contexts. It makes me think of flying ships illustrated in the kid-soft style of Chris van Allsburg. It means lowest point or something (I’m not looking it up again)—sagging, perhaps bulky, more so emaciated and finished, the worst event. The editorial board of the New Left Review uses the word a lot; so does Nikil...
Scientology Lacks a Borgesian Heretic
Who will write a Celebrity Center version of “The Theologians”?
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Re Lawrence Wright viz New Yorker profile. Nearly a facsimile. Refutations, counter-lies, cross anecdotes, calumny, speculation, theological inquiry, doubt, regret, violence, and teh gays.
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Paul Haggis and Tommy Davis sit in Xenu’s paw and the Lord finds them indistinguishable, inconsequential—though one of...
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Fantasy Maneuver
In fact I angled the conversation to one word, not necessarily an erotic one, although I did feel somewhat guilty in that I was getting shivers thinking he might actually say it, in text message, I mean.
It was a dance of thumbs. In passing I referenced beating off (virility), running (athleticism), and football (masculinity)—although pro forma I rejected the event (intellect). We caught up on...
The Power Is Out
Too much ice on the lines.
The transformers have blown.
Trees are breaking.
This sounds like boats knocking.
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Ghosts, Teach for America & Sexual Frustration,...
My mother proffered some advice this morning, while I looked on as she substituted shortening for butter in a batch of Valentine’s cookies:
“On your day off tomorrow, you need to take the time to write a novel. I know it will be a rush job, but you can write under a pseudonym. Make it a ghost story, about Flo. This will make you happy.”
Union County Court House
Flo is the...
