100 words, 1 minute read time. She lived, but less well than she once anticipated. Her youthful hopes prevailed, yet only as his tolerance permitted. How he hurt was nearly tolerable, and he provided enough, but he never cared, not really. Not in the ways this woman needed. And she needed little, only hope for... Continue Reading →
~ Spring Break #3
527 words, 3 minutes read time. "Oh, come now, Bill. You don't believe that. You don't believe in suicide." "Mel, I don’t know what to believe anymore. But, wait! I do believe in one thing. I believe that I love these peanuts!" I’ve been shelling one peanut after another for some time now. Who knows... Continue Reading →
~ Spring Break
434 words, 2 minutes read time. Maybe it's these stupid allergies I try so hard to disclaim, or maybe the thick New Delhi smog that drifts thick here on the northern breeze. It clogs my nose, crusts my eyes, makes me thick, but only after everything inside of me runs out to them. A breeze... Continue Reading →
Breathe, and retire early~
392 words, 2 minutes read time. I know how the world of recent has encouraged us all to become more goal-conscious than ever before. A person can barely board a bus or pay a toll without being asked what their goals are. Their short-term goals, their life goals. financial goals, you name it. And some... Continue Reading →
Yes, a hobo. I've always aspired to be a hobo. Even now, after twenty years of serving the Humanities Department as Professor Emeritus of Psychological and Psycic Abominations at Pacific Tech, Malibu, I have never lost my desire to ride the rails and pitch for coin. Sadly, when retirement dawned, that opportunity nearly dissolved on... Continue Reading →
It’s hard to say…
Was today typical? Which day? Or which moment of any day can be considered typical? If you live your life consumed by the present, then your presence is consumed in the now. Consider that 'within the now' no time exists! No time to spend, no time to waste, no time at all! Without the burden... Continue Reading →
The Salvations of Abda- (part two)
from: Sixteen Hours in Qatar. A collection of short stories Dear readers: this is the second installment of the first chapter of "The Salvations of Abda." I must have neglected to save a more embellished version of it, therefore, it is what it is. The text itself is still accurate. I will be taking a break from... Continue Reading →
The Salvations of Abda (part one )
from: Sixteen Hours in Qatar. A collection of short stories. My wife, Nalini, meant it as a joke- "Why not register Adba as an ESA animal, now, before we go to India?" Abba, which means 'calamity' in Sanskrit, is our rescued animal. We recently saved her from the Santa Fe Animal Shelter, where she had been abandoned... Continue Reading →
Ms. Understood
Many, if not most couples don't understand their mate. Originally I was going to say their wife, but then realized that would be unfair. To be politically correct about it I should have said I know that sounds harsh, and I had tried to find the modern correct way to "identify" the proper terms to... Continue Reading →
Cleaning the litterbox (draft 2)
This list would be too long, so I'll keep it short: always being the one to replace the near empty toilet paper roll. Checking out friend requests from scantily clad women. Cleaning the litterbox, and spending too much trying to develop a "website" that likely won't become more than a fancy LinkedIn, or a place... Continue Reading →
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