2/13/20 Today was my mom’s birthday. She turned 60. She’s over twice my age. That’s always weird to think about. At one point in my life she was 35 times my age. What an odd idea—age difference remaining the same, but age ratio changing greatly over a lifetime.
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Birds
2/12/20 There is a section in the parking lot of the business park where I work at that touches life. In the back, left corner (if facing North—so, technically, the north-west corner) there is a calf-high concrete jut fixed nicely by a fence. The fence is lifted to my left, a possible path for parolingContinue reading “Birds”
Kid Jokes
2/11/20 I told jokes again. It went well. I used the same set from last week, but rearranged it a little to change the flow. The audience responded well to it, which is always nice. It’s very satisfying when the audience trusts you because you can trust them, too.
Three Penny
2/10/20 Another day gone, another day older, another moment lived. I know for a fact that Monday, February 10th, 2020 will not live on in infamy within my psyche. For the most part I remained the same. My physical form did not dissolve into the ether &, for the most part, I am still aContinue reading “Three Penny”
Bow
2/9/20 Sundays are boxes with bows: mysteries glammed up to entice a willing explorer to take a chance. True, the box is not wrapped, just bowed. So maybe the cardboard exterior isn’t the prettiest, but the pow—a twist and turn of pink & purple ribbon—makes any beige cube rather intriguing.
Zoo
2/8/20 We went to the Oakland Zoo today. Marie’s godsister works there, so when Marie mentioned going this weekend she said “I got you guys,” and she did got us. She got us in for free, helped us get a stroller for free, got us a jump in line, free lunch, a private room (technicallyContinue reading “Zoo”
Rings
2/7/20 Marie lost her engagement ring. Technically she has (as of my writing this) lost two. I bought her two rings—an engagement, and a replacement for an older one—when I went out. She took them off last night to shower and forgot to put them on. When I awoke the silver one (the non-engagement ring)Continue reading “Rings”
Early Bedtime
2/6/20 I awake to the sound of my daughter crying. In the dark I stumble to her room, groping with my feet for any toys on the ground. (Sorry for making you read the words “groping with my feet” in that order. Slip of the tongue (or hand in this instance)). She reaches for me,Continue reading “Early Bedtime”
Losing Myself
2/5/20 I had a bad dream last night. I was all over the place. Men were falling from the sky, crouched, with long, sharp fingers. They would kill you immediately if you questioned it. If you didn’t say anything then were just there. Marie said it was time for her to join them.
My Candle Flickers
2/4/20 Tonight I write by candlelight. The flickering light is kind of fucking with my eyes, but there’s a sense of wonder. Each line, my pen recedes from the glow only to slowly, gracefully dance toward it. The light swallows my words. In the end they will burn as the wick, curling in slow, singedContinue reading “My Candle Flickers”
Universal Blue
2/3/20 During the simple cadence of the evening I find peace in the discordance. Amelia’s shrieks—refusal to brush her pearly whites—mixed with the heater’s hum fills me with a simple luxury: homeliness. I know the walls of our apartment don’t shine gold. I know the structure of our abode isn’t built upon sapphire stones orContinue reading “Universal Blue”
Sunday Cycle
2/2/20 Does the cycle end or begin on Sunday? It’s technically part of the weekend and is, indeed, “the week’s end.” But on a standard calendar Sunday begins at the start of the week. Perhaps it is at the beginning of the week because, in Christianity at least, it is a holy day. It’s theContinue reading “Sunday Cycle”
Ikea
2/1/20 I’m writing in bed again. I figure I can get out from behind my desk once in a while. You know—really explore the countryside with my diary. All I want is to snack snack snack snack snack. My teeth are in a real chompy mood. I’ve had some snacks here and there.
Nightlight
1/31/20 It is very late/very early when I write this. Alexander, our cat, wouldn’t shut the fuck up but I am starting to think he knew I hadn’t written my diary yet. You know what they say: a dog is human’s best friend, & a cat is human’s best frenemy. I love my cat, yetContinue reading “Nightlight”
Stood Up
1/30/20 I did it! I went and did stand up at a place off broadway & 18th. I’ve been there before but tonight went really well! I got pretty solid laughs. It was soul fulfilling. An odd thing did happen: I tried to join in a group of people I kind of knew outside, butContinue reading “Stood Up”
Okey-Dokey
1/29/20 I wonder if there’ll ever be a day where I won’t know what to write. When I think about it I know the truth of the matter is that that will be okey dokey. I meant to write ok but put an “e” after the “k” and was too lazy to scratch it outContinue reading “Okey-Dokey”
Stand Up
1/28/20 Today was a Tuesday. By far and away the oddest and least inspiring day of the week is Tuesday. Not to say Tuesday’s are bad days. Indeed, Tuesday nights are rather spectacular. Because it’s closer to Wednesday than it is to Monday, and because the universe gets silly on Tuesday nights.
1-19-20
1/19/20 I woke up around 7:30am and fed Alexander. My side of the bed was still warm when I climbed back in. Amelia lay between Mari & me. We slept in and let this dozing Sunday wake us up. I cooked them scrambled eggs & they loved them. Marie got a wisdom tooth removed soContinue reading “1-19-20”
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