I’m jogging on the mall last night, having just circled the Capitol building. I’m in my fourth mile, and I’m wearing too many clothes. I should have left the leotard pants at my office, I’m thinking, because it’s a lot warmer than I expected. My pants are black, my shirt is black, I have black hair, and my heart is a lump of coal, and coal is ( Read more... )

So, I'm generally thrilled with the exquisite response of my body to the recent 3 month training regime I've just completed ( Read more... )

I’m using a credit card to buy coffee again, and everyone’s gonna laugh. I’m next in line, behind a girl shorter than me. Her hair is messy and elegant, knotted in a dozen 3 inch ponytails. She’s wearing a dress with doilies sewn on, honest to god doilies. I see them poking from her green checkered jacket. Her shoes, her attention getting ( Read more... )

“So, you really have diabetes?”

“Yes. You know that. Why are you asking? Do you think I’m lying?”

“No, no, nothing like that. I’m just saying.”

“Just saying what?”

“That, if you didn’t have diabetes, I’d hope you’d be able to tell me. You know, at this point in the relationship.”

Use that pink pill,
but break it before you chew.
Medicine cures my
head thoughts
interfering with transmissions
with synthetic soldiers,
aluminum armor and empty
scabbards clink to hoof beats.

"Hey, man, sorry for walking in on you and Kate yesterday."

"Whatever, no problem."

"Yeah, cause I needed my calculator back and I knew you had borrowed it."

"No worries."

"Uh, Mark?"

"Yeah."

"Were you, uh, eating out her knee pit?"

I’m on vacation in Bermuda. It’s low season; no one is around. I’m walking through the streets alone. Locals ignore my purchasing power. There are many red umbrellas standing in many silver tins. I wonder how much an umbrella costs if I buy just one, then offer to buy two, then say, “I want the whole tin, including the tin, I want everything ( Read more... )

Massive cow manure mound burns for third month Friday, January 28, 2005 Posted: 7:59 AM EST (1259 GMT ( Read more... )

I was talking to my roommate yesterday about how animals establish hierarchy. Animals like monkeys and dogs, and maybe brine one day. I told him to lie on his back and expose his belly to me, signaling that I was the alpha male. He said no. Fine, I said ( Read more... )

( Voices Across the Water )