This crick in my neck is driving me insane ( Read more... )

As I was walking from UPC to the Mongolian place on the Ave with Juli an imposing, apparently-drunken black man walked directly into my path, threw up his hands, and yelled "RAINBOW SNOT!" So I socked him in the crotch and threw him in an alley. Okay, all true but the last sentance ( Read more... )

I've been pushing this same stone uphill for years, only to watch it roll back down to the bottom. Sisyphus was no hero ( Read more... )

It's late, it's late, and I've been up reading old entries and realizing the fool that I've been, and how I'm probably still a complete social/emotional/relational dunce even though it has appeared that I've changed. When I get angry I get quiet and nothing can make me speak. Juli helps alot ( Read more... )

Ho ho ho ( Read more... )

So Thom, with a wicked, ironic, almost-cartoonish smile looks straight into the camera and beckons with his hand. "Come on, Come on, you think you'll drive me crazy," he says as his index finger draws circles around his temple. During the instrumental bits he sarcastically mouths, "It'll be okay, it'll be okay," while nodding and lolling his head ( Read more... )

The shelling, the first in two years, started after dinner when the women were inside with Julianna and the newborn, Joseph. Anwar was out on the porch watching the neighbors play cards under the streetlamp. When the first shell whizzed overhead the cardplayers peered up at the sound, but then returned to their game. Joanna came out on the porch. " ( Read more... )

This is like visiting grandma after a long absence ( Read more... )

This past weekend, when Juli and I were in Kennewick for a wedding, we saw a housing complex called "ROSEWOOD APARTMETNS." And yes, that's how it was spelled. We had a wonderful weekend; it was a mini-vacation of sorts for both of us...no work, plenty of time ( Read more... )

Yesterday at Wendy's I sat behind a man who's shirt said "The balloon catheter that's ready for whatever you encounter." I don't even know what to say. Just sitting there, eating with his three year old daughter, wearing a shirt that advertises a royal-ranger worthy catheter ( Read more... )