It’s sick that I have to call my mother to wish her a happy Father’s Day. No child should have to do that. But there it is. She attempted to serve double-duty as my father for my entire life; she could only give me half the story, but she kept trying nonetheless. I applaud her …
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Popped
The question was posed to me earlier tonight: “So, Shawn, what do you do to restore your soul?” I shrugged my tired shrug and had no answer. “Nothing, I guess.” “Are you still trying to adjust to the new job or something?” “No, sweetheart, this has been going on for 14 years. Sorry.” Almost 14 …
Bug Juice
Been a few days since I’ve touched the booze, and I’m fine with that. Actually, since I started antibiotics for bronchitis last week, it’s been a rather dry week. Again, fine with that. I recognize that I do my liver no good service with carrying on the family tradition. But now that the antibiotic regimen …
Flex
Car’s gone. Got hauled off today. Check is in the mail. Today’s been one of those days where you pick up your shoes three times and drop them every damn time. Extremities are tingling; I think I have circulation problems. Or a pinched nerve. Or too much caffeine on a daily basis. Caffeine’s a vasoconstrictor. …
Intransitive Introspectre Interrogator
I’m currently intoxicated and trying to edit instrument definition files in Sonar for this music project. Making minor mistakes, and it’s hilarious. Fan is in the screen door blowing in, but the breeze is blowing through in the opposite direction, making things funny. I just don’t care. So far, no neighborsmoke blowing into my house, …