Chutzpah

I used to do Stand Up. I wasn’t bad…but I wasn’t great. And you have to be great to be a Stand Up. I was entertaining… which is at least something; however, I lacked the genius improvisational skills of Robin Williams, the brazen wit of George...

Men suck, Daddy – a poem

Depression rocks me like a boat hit by a crashing wave. I tumble out and find myself drowning in my own tears. Help. What did Alice do? She drank from a bottle that said “Drink Me”… but all I have is beer. So I drink and I eat and I drink and eat...

Two months of every day blogging

I set a goal for myself to blog every day until my book comes out. That’s three months of blogging. (Did I see myself five years ago, using the word “blog” three times in a sentence? NO!) Look, perhaps people who have limited imaginations, limited themes and limited...

Vromans…. and The Thirteen Hallows

Nothing makes me happier than spending time in a bookstore. It’s always an adventure, browsing the shelves and challenging myself what not to buy as I start lugging around more books than I can possibly carry. While I do appreciate the convenience of online...

A poetic monologue from “Soap Boxing”

Can you put a Starbucks in Wal-Mart? Buy a latte as you pick out your gun. Can you put a Starbucks in Wal-Mart? Let Conglomerates dictate your fun. Can you put a Starbucks in Wal-Mart? Wear your clothes from Banana and Gap. Can you put a Starbucks in Wal-Mart? Fall...

Use the good silver

It always fascinates me when I go to people’s houses and I see ‘the good china’ or ‘the good silver’ on display. Why? It’s not art… it’s just a ‘good’ utensil. However, the definition of utensil...