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I’m the guy your mother warned you about

So I’m walking down the street last night. It’s dark, and I’m walking fast because I’m meeting my fair Jessica at a restaurant and want to be there before her, because I don’t mind waiting for her, but I know she doesn’t like waiting for me. So, I’m walking faster than usual. It was a beautiful night, actually. Pretty warm. I had my favorite brown leather... read more

Surface Tension, Cat Spit, & Friends

Here’s a story. It’s apropos of nothing, but I’ve been too busy to write enough here, so I thought this would make people smile. I could go on and on about how it’s a story of Social Networking, and how sometimes the world is a better place because we’re closer, or at least more able to contact people for random bits of meaningless and make friends. It could be a story about... read more

The Deep Joke

I have this habit of playing a silly game that I call “The Deep Joke.” The name is a bit of a “thought train,” but basically comes out of a childhood search for meaning and an album called “Deep Breakfast,” itself named after a book. Anyway, when I was a child, I learned something about comedy. I learned that there were things called “jokes.” I know,... read more

Music As Listening

I have this common statement that I make that’s actually an inside joke that I think only I get. Whenever I’m ending something, I say “Well, you know what the music means.” I’ve been given cause recently to wonder that some people might not. I had a wonderful dinner the other evening with a friend that Jessica and I’ve met through our local community theater. We’ve... read more

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