Tag Archives: TERROR
Less Lazy Today Than Yesterday
There is no human more pathetic than the man attempting to squeeze out the last morsels from a tube of toothpaste. Hands aching, teeth filthy, he curses himself for forgetting to go to the pharmacy that day, dooming himself to … Continue reading
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How To Be Stpuid
I should have known that damn scone would be trouble! Making a Vrry Important Phonecall just now—something that I, as a Vrry Important Person, am called upon to do regularly—I took a massive bite of that dry, crusty scone just … Continue reading
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Insomnia Over Medium
Asked to describe my current state of consciousness, I would need one word only. Loathsome. I came to wakefulness with a start at around 5:30 AM—two hours ago—in a fevered state apparently brought on by unremembered unpleasant dreams. It was … Continue reading
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Trial By Error By Fire
I went back to the Source last night, journeying out to North Nashville (?) to visit 123 Ewing Drive, home of Prince’s Hot Chicken Shack. These are the boys I’m trying to beat, or rather, to match. And revisiting the … Continue reading
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Overcoming Adversity!
The little man who lives in my skull tried to escape early this morning, perhaps following the example of the fantastic fox whose tunneling exploits I had witnessed earlier in the night. I woke up at 5:15 to the sensation … Continue reading
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An Update Nobody Wanted
The dishwasher cycle continues! And by cycle I mean not the beautiful fill/wash/rinse/dry that used to hum pleasantly beneath my sink (nearly typed “hump leasantly.” I wonder who Leasantly is.), but the grind of hope and failure that characterize the … Continue reading
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Luxury Appliance Whine
One of my favorite parts of eating is the chewing. I also like the tasting, and the swallowing can be good too, particularly when dining on hot miso soup or crunchy shrimp. (Hmm…I want sushi.) But these three, though crucial … Continue reading
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Like Spooning With Disappointment
A recent development has left me wondering, is there any shame in measuring out one’s life in coffee spoons? For Eliot this was the absolute bottom in the pit of middle class existence, but a lack of coffee-spoon is proving … Continue reading
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