June 2010
3 posts
Sooner or later you'll be hit by a bus tomorrow. ...
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The blond girl reached Google’s top 25 most-searched items on the night she died. (Google lets you know when you’ve searched one of them.) In the wee hours, I Googled her name, in order to put to rest a rumor that she had died. Rest hardly came. CHICAGO — Blond girl squashed. Black ‘n white on breaking news. My reaction set in gradually. I...
Sooner or later you will be hit by a bus tomorrow....
Just what I could finish tonight.
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I was just a teenage kid sitting in the back room of a restaurant-bar watching an adult show that passed for appropriate only because its means of communication involved mostly spoken-word performance, which was literary. A handful of teachers from my school were scattered around the place, boozing up and...
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A simple desultory sine qua non
He kissed me, and I gripped tight for a ride. He moved in, took me, and for a single suspended instant, pure unadulterated brilliance shot through my brain: “HE’S FROM CRAIGSLIST!” Um. “ABORT!” Soon my morals tumbled shockingly farther… “BOYFRIEND.” (Blinks.) “YOUR BOYFRIEND! YYOWZZZAHH!” After a brute conquering of its compelling, my conscience fell ironically and poorly by the wayside of the...