Category Archives: Short stories

Lazy Sunday

I can’t wait for fall sports to start back up. The Domestic Despot is off my case today, as she had just a little too much vino last night. I can tell when she is at her limit when she asks to smoke pot. She never smokes pot. Dead giveaway. I practiced a few hoursContinue reading “Lazy Sunday”

Curtains

I prefer blinds or a shade, because curtains just seem to be so heavy. As long as it blocks out the light, which is the whole point in the first place, n’est ce pas? What good are those flimsy, light window coverings unless you are an exhibitionist? I have blinds and  curtains on my officeContinue reading “Curtains”

Striking Out

It is OK to strike out. Once in a while. In a sport where the players earn millions of dollars (what sport doesn’t pay you millions anymore?) for hitting a ball, you can earn the highest level of fame and accolades if you are successful thirty-five percent of the time. Thirty-five. I was successful thirty-threeContinue reading “Striking Out”

Numbers

Being “good with numbers” is pretty much a requirement for any successful businessperson. I don’t care to even think about how much money I wasted in my life. The amount would disgust some, but I don’t give a  shit. It makes me smile. And it gave me true stories that others can only read about.Continue reading “Numbers”

Excitement

In six days the Domestic Despot and I will travel north to Dayton to watch Hank Williams, Jr. I am just as excited to see Ashley McBryde. She really blows my dress up. What is not to want about a whiskey-drinkin’, ass-kickin’, redheaded woman who sings like a bird? I’ll take two, please. Alas andContinue reading “Excitement”

Thanks

I was practicing my playlist for my upcoming gig(s) and I thought I haven’t publicly thanked anyone in a while. To the healthcare professionals who continue to fight disease and keep us safe, gracias. To the politicians who know right from wrong and follow through in their actions with that in mind, merci beaucoup. ToContinue reading “Thanks”

Rent

For a myriad of reasons I only ever had to pay rent for a few months out of my life. Even when I had a bachelor pad, I rarely spent any time there. I hear of people struggling to pay off someone else’s mortgage every month. I am not saying I don’t feel sorry forContinue reading “Rent”

Flying Blind

Or by the seat of your pants, if you will. There was a day for it. The gunslinger. The flashy, frenetic operator that was too school for school. I saw them come and go in several of the arenas in which I toiled. The smooth-talking, hip, trendy metropolitan chef with all the right credentials, andContinue reading “Flying Blind”

Getting Lost

You are only lost if you have somewhere else that you want to be. I am the master of getting lost when I only have the simplest of places to travel. Give me an address in a street in a country I have never been to, and I will drive right on up to theContinue reading “Getting Lost”