After what feels like years of hard workin' (but was really no more than a slack-assed weekend), I redesigned NEUTRALIZE. It may not have taken years to do the actual work (thanks, batch find-and-replace tools!), but it did take years to get me off my fat ass and actually decide to do it. I realized last week that I hadn't changed the ( Read more... )

It's finally time for Cindy McCain to be disengaged and folded back into the closet beneath the stairs.

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Mostly I just ask how to say things and announce, fearfully, that I am Kathy Griffin. I don't think that's enough to earn a passing grade for the semester.

        Our house was on a corner, under a lot of great leafy trees and a loose knit of wires that draped beneath and sometimes pressed into the cotton blue of the sky. When it got dark, cockroaches as big as fists would come climbing out of the trees and wander into our kitchen ( Read more... )

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        In the dim cherry light of the bar, he closes his eyes tight, leans forward on his narrow little feet and coos about the woman who left him hanging. His fingers are so fast on the strings of his banjo that they seem impossible, even though he stops every few seconds to shake his head at some imagined mistake. He leans so far over the ( Read more... )

(Light Sleeper.I go back to where god is and warm ( Read more... )

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