October 9, 2017

[Originally written May 12, 2006]

Those of you from Jamestown are more than familiar with "Uncle Bob's", but for those of you not graced with the privilege of being born in the armpit of America, allow me to explain.


"Uncle Bob's" is a standing term in Jamestown, NY.  It was used to refer to any type of "secret" gathering of high schoolers, where Milwaukee's Best ("the Beast"), wine coolers, and exp...

October 9, 2017

[Originally written May 10, 2006]


If you've been reading this religiously (and I know you have...), you'd know that a couple weeks ago, I had a bit of a showdown with a spider. Even after committing "arachnicide", I still felt pretty damn bad about it, and got some hate-mail (ok ONE hate-mail) about killing creatures that have a job to do, that actually help, yada yada yada....everything that made...

October 8, 2017

[Originally written Spring, 2003]


Silently she stands,
as spectacular beams of light radiate from her body in glasslike fingers that stretch past forever,
each brilliantly illuminated with passion and fervor of the dream's essence. 

Unscathed by internal conflicts that have raged beneath the surface for years,
she basks in its amorous glow
with the serenity of an infant, cradled in its mothers t...

October 8, 2017

[Originally written Spring, 1998]


I was in the Lionheart with Kate when I decided to get some air. Stepped outside to the beat of the traffic and wished I was going somewhere. I stopped in the corner store for some smokes and a hard candy. Again I touched the air with my pale skin as I peeled the cellophane away from the new pack. Tore the foil out to reveal 20 freshly stacked brown filters. As I p...

October 8, 2017


 

[Originally written March, 1997)

Burning eyes invite passion.
Giving in to temptation I reach for the skin.
Tongues dance, twisted and intertwined.
Wet the neck and begin the rage.
Hands ravish quickly from my head, to my shoulders, to my breast,
stomach, thighs, ankles.
Never-ending sequence follows up and down.
I glide my hands over my lover's chest
Playfully teasing, tempting.
Down a smooth t...

October 8, 2017

[Originally written May 4, 2006]

Strange quirk about me, I guess (I really don't know, maybe this is a commonplace among humans) but every morning I wake up with a different song in my head, as though I've been listening to it in my dreams or something. Sometimes it's random, like Laura Brannigan's "Self Control". Sometimes it's a nice friendly wake-up call, like "The Bright Side of Life" from Monty...

October 8, 2017

[Originally written April 26, 2006]

I seriously must be caught in a freakishly garish space-time continuum right now. Caught in some deep vacuum of hellaciousness that keeps my being from being anything but productive or useful to the universal constraints surrounding me.

At this very moment, I am simply a human, being. 


I have clicked the inbox on my email, even tho a message clearly states I have n...

October 8, 2017

[Originally written April 26, 2006]

Brace yourself, the title of this entry basically sums it all up, and it's not that exciting....


Last night, I had a dream I was riding bikes (!!) with one of the most repulsive looking women you've ever seen (I happened to work with her) and her daughter. We were weaving in and out of traffic in Washington, DC, and my bike happened to be making an annoying sound,...

October 8, 2017

[Originally written April 25, 2006]


So this morning, I'm still in a half-sober morning haze, and not feelin' all that great about the fact that it's 6:30am. I'm amidst my morning routine, and pull back the shower curtain to start running the water for what I anticipate is going to be a warm, soothing, wonderfully lathering experience to start my exhilarating day. Allow me to preface, I have a gener...

September 17, 2017

When we first began this courtship, I wasn't looking for anything...certainly not anything serious.  A casual conversation, some flirty dinners, maybe a show or two.  I was already in a good place, I didn't think I needed much more.  But you seduced me like no other, and I fell hard and fast.  You were a shiny new toy, like the one you opened Christmas morning, and couldn't wait to play with every...

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