September 2010
1 post
Heavy Petting
I get it.
Domestic pets never grow larger than you. Children do. You’ll remember siblings or family friends as small and sweet, and then find yourself shocked by their increase in size and angst. Cats and dogs, they stay small enough to lay their head on your lap and sleep. You feel their tiny hearts beating and know that without you, they’re helpless.
I always assumed the pet thing...
October 2009
2 posts
PTI
My lit professor interrupted his lecture to step down from his podium to tie his shoe. While taking a seat on the floor of the small stage at which he stands throughout class, he quickly explained himself. “I have to toe my shoe. I don’t think I’ve ever had to tie my shoe while teaching a class.”
One of the girls in the front row, never timid about blurting something out,...
August 2009
1 post
Ugly People
I went to go see Funny People last night with my lady.
“Two for Funny People, please.”
Thoroughly enjoyable film. BUT THEN…
A few hours later, while out for drinks with some friends, I pull the ticket stubs out of my pocket. I did not purchase two tickets for Funny People, but rather two tickets for that piece of trash, The Ugly Truth. Mindfuck!
No big deal, right? I got to...
June 2009
1 post
It's FOREIGN the afternoon.
So I’m sitting in the laundry room, minding my own biznazz, watching the Mtv Movie Awards on my laptop (you know, because I need to assess the members of my generation’s cultural perspectives), and this guy, this feckin’ guy, comes in with his laptop and sits directly across from me. Directly across. We’re playing laptop battleship here. I think he’s gonna do his...
Spittin' that nerd game.
The AV tech guy came up to the front desk my first week of work. He lingered for a while. We had no tech issues we needed adressed. It was just me and the young Brazilian girl who works here behind the desk. His eyes were on the Brazilian. He shook out his long, tech-guy hair, casually rested his elbows on the desk, displayed a few facial tics, and went for it.
He decided the way to her heart...
May 2009
5 posts
Rough-and-tumble-dry
Two little kids fighting over a computer in the leasing office of the employee housing for Sandestin Resort. They’re non-white, as they say. Mexican I guess, with no racist/xenophobic undertones. I genuinely think they’re Mexican. They’re wearing their school uniforms: baggy, khaki cargo shorts and gray polos with their school’s emblem on the chest. The way they fight,...
'Ella.
I think talking to my Dad on the phone today made it rain in Destin.
Thanks for nothing, Pops.
Moving and Shaking
Recent events have led me to doubt my future as a writer. Small stupid events, but still, they have occured.
Anyhow. I figure when the certainty for the future is rocked a little, you should fill in the cracks of that foundation with a little cement, which, in this case, I like to call dreams. Big ones.
So, maybe I’m not impressed with myself as a writer right now. Not everyone’s a...
April 2009
6 posts
Playwrong.
So, I’m writing a one act play. Not because I want to, but because I have to.
It’s my final paper for my Modern Drama class.
It doesn’t have much scholarly thought behind it. I’m just hoping my humor will get me a good grade.
?
Disappearing.
My current act is a tight-rope walk, with no safety net. I have someone who loves me on the other end, arms stretched, waiting for me.
Right now I’m practicing a new act. Just to disappear. See, it’s perfect, because I don’t need to keep anyone in suspense, wondering whether or not I’ll make it. I’ll just be gone. Somewhere they don’t have to worry about me....
Strange Friday...
Just saw a group of men in front of a church re-enacting Good Friday. Complete with a Roman soldier and painted-on bloody lashmarks. Had to stop and take a pic. My only complaint: J.C. Had a bit of a beergut. I should have word with their casting department.
I’ll be sure to post the pic later.
Hwy 319
On the way home from a few hours on St. George island with the girlfriend.
We had a pretty bad fight last night because I’m an asshole. Everything’s resolved, for the most part (because she’s perect, sweet, and forgiving). I still feel like I need to be better for her. I’m not exactly a boyfriend to be proud of these days…
Tonight, we will be attending the MFA...
His Treasure
I have about a thousand distractions keeping me from getting anything done right now, so I figured I’d add one more by doing this.
At the girlfriend’s house (as usual) and the roommate is here, watching the Ricky Gervais special we TiVoed for him. He does this thing where he laughs very loudly, then repeats what he’s laughing at while doing so. This bothers me not because of his...
March 2009
3 posts
2 years from today
Tonight she lay her head on my chest, and I asked where we’d be, what we’d be, in two years.
I gave her a second and before she could put her thoughts together I told her.
“Doing this? I hope we’re doing this. Anywhere.”
”No homework though,” she corrected.
“Not for you.” She’ll be working in a fancy hotel. I’ll be in my first...
Hello and goodnight
First post. Late at night.
She’s asleep next to me. She thinks I’m studying, that I’m going to stay up all night.
…
I’d prefer to cuddle. Goodnight.
