offering

“Let’s see it,” I said the day after my student got his first tattoo. It was a nice grisly tattoo, suggesting to the viewer that death was not to be feared, though when I looked at it, lo, I felt fearful. “It hurt right here,” he said. “This part didn’t hurt. Look how it’s shaded.” […]

the time of the season

January 6th always meant moving our Three Kings into our nativity scene. It meant sermons about how Jesus was for everyone, not just the people in that part of the world. (I would currently state that Christ is for everyone, though many people see Christ in trees, the Buddha, and their dogs.) I was pretty […]

December Stories part Deux

Story: my friend had a mouse infestation. She had cleaned up this mouse mess on her own several times, but the mice had returned. Her apartment management company has been a complete dick about it, blaming her, refusing to do any pest control. I gathered with a couple of do-gooders and we donned tyvec suits […]

December Stories

I decided to surprise friends. After giving them a “maybe” to a drinks invitation, they would never expect me to turn up. They wanted to take the new streetcar, which I should adore, but don’t. A streetcar is me being out of control. A car is me being able to flee home. So I cleverly […]