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Surfing, Playing the Guitar, and Other Grievous Crimes Against Humanity
I always imagined that my life would be much better without a job.  It turns out that it is.  It's much better.  It's so much better that I never want to have another job again.  The job that I want is no job.  This doesn't make me a bum.  It makes me the opposite of...
The Surfing Machine: 10 Reasons To Surf
2020 has been a banner year for me.  I'm realizing my dream of living in Mexico and learning Spanish.  I live right, smack on the Pacific Ocean.  I hear the waves crashing when I fall asleep at night, then I wake up and ride them.  I finally learned how to surf here,...
Mail Disappeared at Customs
My voting ballot is stuck in the mail in Mexican customs.  I have until Nov. 3rd to mail it in.  The chances of me receiving it before then are slim to none.  It might take weeks to get here.  It might never get here.  To say that I am hurt, angry, and disappointed is...
Bomb Like A Man

Bomb Like A Man

I was at a comedy show at Lestat's with my friend a while back, and the comedian onstage told a joke that fell flat.  Then he told a story about how he questioned whether or not to tell the joke before he went on stage but then said, "Nah.  Get up there and bomb like...

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Straight To The Glory Hole

Straight To The Glory Hole

I was walking on the sidewalk to the coffee shop when a man approached me from behind.  I didn't recognize him. He said, "Hey.  I've seen you running.  You have a really nice physique." "Thank you." "I have a glory hole at my house.  Can I get your number?" It took a...

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A Saturday Night Witching: She Stole My Words

A Saturday Night Witching: She Stole My Words

Saturday night, I met a woman who astounded me.  It was a launch party for a magazine she published.  She read it out loud in front of everyone.  It was a packed house.  The truth of her words hit me and woke things up inside of me I hadn't felt.  But when I tried to...

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Making Art and Escaping the Tyranny of the Workplace

Making Art and Escaping the Tyranny of the Workplace

First Day As An Artist I woke up feeling different this morning and spent the first part of the day wondering why.  The answers came to me during my morning run through Balboa Park, like they often do.  I realized that today was my first day as an artist.  I clearly...

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Beating the Job Search Blues

Beating the Job Search Blues

I have to apply for a job today.  I don't want to.   It's one of my least favorite things to do.  I've sent out hundreds, if not thousands, of resumes in my life - yet I've only had a few jobs.  The return on my time has been horrible. For someone who is told as often...

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