On assholes

Assholes: they can’t stop telling you how to live your life because their lives are oh so perfect.

Published in: on June 30, 2011 at 10:21 pm  Comments (1)  

Small change annals of gambling

I have bets on the football, baseball, and hockey games tonight. Sports are always more interesting to me when I bet, even if I only have small change bet on them. The bookies love me if nobody else does.

What I don’t get is what I was thinking when I bet the Yankees against Cliff Lee. I suppose I was just feeling rebellious, cranky, cantankerous, and contrarian when I did it this morning.

Published in: on October 18, 2010 at 9:12 pm  Leave a Comment  

Party of eight

My dinner party of eight: Odysseus, Cicero, St. Thomas Aquinas, Rene Descartes, David Hume, Karl Marx, Emily Dickinson, and me. We’ll dine in a private room at an exquisite restaurant. I hope they bring their thinking caps and their drinking shoes too because I plan to be dazzling even through my boozy haze.

Published in: on March 2, 2010 at 11:42 pm  Leave a Comment  

Christmas Dinner 2008

We were having Christmas(?) dinner. She mentioned in passing that I was not really a writer since I had never been published. She’s the last of my friends to tell me so. Quite frankly, I am glad that they have all officially told me.

Here’s the deal though. Tomorrow morning, I’m going to write. By noon, I’m going to feel good about it. I will have lived my dream.

I hope everybody has a nice day living theirs.

Published in: on December 12, 2008 at 1:59 am  Leave a Comment