Some people say “Count your blessings”. They say it so much and so often, that it has been immortalized into posters, greeting cards and Power Point slideshows. It’s a saccharine, idiotic, Christian-Precious-Moments saying. Or maybe I feel about it so because I immediately associate it with an idiotic Precious Moments poster that was taped on [...]
If I hear screams outside – and not your run-of-the-mill play-like scream, I’m talking about bloodcurdling, hair-rising screams – I’m the kind of person that will peek through the door’s eye-piece or look out the window. Unless it’s gunshots we’re talking about, in which case I’ll move to the innermost part of the apartment in [...]
June 2nd, 2003 The bad news: My home burned down. I was left pretty much homeless, peniless, with only the clothes on my back and a brand new car to pay for. My four dogs died in that fire, probably burned, most likely asphyxiated by the smoke. I was left desolate, depressed, feeling lonely, and [...]
Hay cierta calidad de surrealismo en el hecho de que el camino hacia mi oficina está pavimentado con partes putrefactas de animales. La nueva dirección física para llegar a mi oficina es “en la #1, en la pata de vaca, a la izquierda”. Un aroma orgánico del proceso de descomposición en su plenitud es lo [...]