Category Archives: Daily Life

Everything from impromptu thoughts to well-constructed observations.

Pokemon Go

Art, Daily Life, First Impressions, Games, mur

People are using an app to ferret out imaginary creatures via the lens of a phone camera.  Like VR training wheels, this craze is proof people aren’t ready to dive into actual virtual realms yet.  Individuals trying to catch Pokemon while driving are as bad as people divorcing spouses over Everquest.  Games have an addictive hold over the child inside all of us.  The thrill of play can cause an absent mind to do some pretty stupid things.  When it comes to stupid mistakes, modern cell phones are surely the leading cause.  Add a competitive element and well, testing our limits is what humans do – with varying success.  Continue reading Pokemon Go →

Smokey Smoke

Daily Life, First Impressions, Future Plans, mur, Quick Thoughts, Stories

I went to my first legal pot shop. The one I sort of visited last month was a trial run. Ironically enough, they all do business in cash only. Made it hard to buy anything without an income, back in May. This time I went somewhere with a selection I recognized and cash to spend on it. I stuck with a neighborhood I vibe with. It’s a little upscale for my needs but I don’t consider success a detriment.
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Big Lights, Large City

Book, Daily Life, First Impressions, mur, Quick Thoughts, Random, Stories

I’ve gone to large concerts before. Most of them were to see something I had conjured in my mind while listening to music with my eyes closed. The actual experience was often a disappointment. It took me a long time to learn the difference between loud and good. And of course, this was all before I discovered dancing like no one is watching.  The show last night was so good it might nab a place on my top 5 list.  I’m certainly more than willing to do it again and that’s more than I can say for most things south of downtown.  Continue reading Big Lights, Large City →

Morning

Quick Thoughts

I have one shift per week that’s 9-5.
I don’t particularly like it.
It’s there to keep me honest.
And allow others to attend church.
I’m full of grace like that, yo.

I Am Not My Job

Quick Thoughts

The tread marks are leaving a distinct pattern. I’m more invested in this job as a concept than almost anything else I’ve done. It just makes sense. People want good customer service and I’m there to provide it, within set limits. A jovial messenger, I deliver news equally whether good or bad. If the worst thing that happens to you today is not eating at a fancy restaurant on short notice, that’s a pretty good day.  Continue reading I Am Not My Job →

Partly Cloudy

Art, Daily Life, mur, Quick Thoughts, Random

I’m a boy today.  It’s the only way I could get out of the house this morning.  Having a fit of insecurity summoned my maleness to stop caring about stupid shit.  Donning a man’s shirt I ran a comb through my hair and decided to not care what people see.  I’m not manly in many ways but there is a swagger I can pull together.  Like a gymnast.  Or a jockey.  I’ve accepted my status as a butter face.  Continue reading Partly Cloudy →

On Occasion

Daily Life, mur, Quick Thoughts, Random

Sometimes my cat finds a toy mouse and remembers.

She has a grand time.

Then I notice.

….

The older she gets, the less she cares.

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Book, Daily Life, Future Plans, mur, Quick Thoughts, Rants, Reasons for Things

As I’d learn, he was my excuse for not wanting to go home. The boys in my life are traditionally buffers against the women who hate me.  Not literally, but that’s the sum of it.  My father never protected me from my mother so I look for solace in the dominant male presence.  I know they have the ability to cut down inflated female egos, especially when they are pretty.  I can cut down a bitch in the mean way.  The don’t-get-back-up way.  Continue reading →

Neighborhoods

mur, Random, Stories

Before I lived in Memphis, our family spent some time in St. Louis.  An idyllic suburban neighborhood where kids from the entire block played in the streets and families got together on weekends for cookouts and pool parties.  My best friend was a boy my age named Matthew.  Continue reading Neighborhoods →