Let’s quickly discuss the above photo. Yes, I have removed large chunks of my meats, once again. Less obvious, though much more problematic than this, I have also destroyed ligaments and bony bits in my right shoulder not unlike the lesser plastic parts in a Sega Genesis controller left to roll around disconcertingly as one painfully ignores their effect on game play. Now removed from my basketball repertoire is the old standard “Running into the ground at full speed, shoulder first and skidding 7 crimson feet”.

All of this aside, the most interesting and unrelated detail of this photo is the mutantly distended lower-left quadrant of my stomach, not caused by the aforementioned basketball play, but rather an eternal pregnancy of what the unborn psychic entities within assure me are very [...]

More on the above gruesomeness…later…but first…

Holy hell! How can you not feel like an American this week, eh? The biggest dumbest days of wine and roses, football and politics, and I’m told Brock Lesnar has something to do with it as well. I’m not exactly sure what good any of it will do, but the stars and stripes are indeed shakin’ and I can’t help but swell with pride and other things, albeit to the foreign beats of Kraftwerk’s Tour de France.

I watched the big game abroad this year amongst a tribe of New York Giants fans. This is fine with me. I don’t have anything against those people. But I didn’t immediately echo their support. Although I’ve hated the Patriots with a passion in previous years, this year I found myself off and on again [...]

He and I, warmed by the Mississippi sun, each with a magnolia stuck in our hair…spending our time catching, cooking, and eating catfish. And at the end of the day, we’ll look into each other’s eyes and for the first time not look for comfort in return, reflecting on and finally coming to terms with all that came before in our lives, content now to simply enjoy what each other’s company naturally provides.

When this will happen is anyone’s guess…but it does seem nearer, as months prior to the playoffs I serendipitously “retired” from my own job. Nothing is by chance, you understand…and any guess is as good as the truth at this point.

Why would he retire now, though? When questions of his retirement were tossed about in recent years, they largely arose due [...]