You know what’s funny about getting divorced?  Nothing. Not yet, at least. I’ll write more soon, but I’m suffering from a lack of focus, sleep, concentration and ability to use my words properly.  I’m just a whole lot of oh my gods, shits, WHATEVERs, huh? what? and FUCK THATs. This is not to say I [&hellip


I’ve started and stopped this post no less than fifty times in the last two weeks, and in the last five minutes I have written and rewritten this sentence about nine times. Delete and rewrite. Edit. Delete. Write. I’m slowly driving myself insane. That will become entirely too obvious in the days and weeks to [&hellip

The End

A Dream Lies Dead A dream lies dead here. May you softly go Before this place, and turn away your eyes, Nor seek to know the look of that which dies Importuning Life for life. Walk not in woe, But, for a little, let your step be slow. And, of your mercy, be not sweetly [&hellip

This entire place...

I rearranged our office this evening.  I moved everything around and nothing is anywhere it used to be.  I can’t find a god damn thing anymore.  WHERE ARE THE BILLS?  Oh well, they must not be important.  We’ll get new ones next month, right?  No problem. As I took a break from the chaos of [&hellip

Helping Words

Janie has been going to therapy for the last few weeks because she has contracted the crazy.  Don’t tell her I said that because she thinks she’s going to therapy because of me but she is wrong.  SHE IS WRONG!  Last week her therapist made her role play and have a conversation with her fourth [&hellip

An open letter...

This is Rutherford B. Hayes and his wife on their wedding day.  Gosh, Janie…this reminds me so much of us.  Look at the indifference on their faces…the take ir or leave it-ness.  It is like they could not talk or talk forever and still find things to not talk about.  Just like you and me.  And [&hellip

Do I love...

This has been a weird week. Awkward. I don’t like it, but I’m sure it is what it is for some reason or another. Lessons learned or some bullshit like that. I don’t know. Life is hard! Relationships are messy. Sometimes I just run out of things to say. Feelings. All that. I usually have [&hellip

For Janie

Janie and I were recently discussing the worst Christmas songs ever.   She was telling me about the most horrifying song she has ever heard, called Christmas Shoes.  Have you heard this terrible, terrible Christmas song?  No matter.  I happened upon this You Tube clip of Patton Oswalt going over the entire song.  This is for [&hellip

In the running...

Last night I think I slept for maybe three hours and those three hours can’t really be classified as sleep as much as they can be classified as the amount of time I had my eyes closed and prayed for sweet death. Since the fall, we’ve let Gus sleep on the bed with us and [&hellip

Skippy just shit...

You know, just as I was starting to get used to the fact that Meredith Baxter no longer goes by Meredith Baxter Birney, here she comes with all her short hair and look alike gay lover and I’m sorry, but it’s too soon for me. I can’t be expected to go from Meredith Baxter Birney, [&hellip