The Proceedings

Sunday, March 30th, 2008

It was a dreary February morning, and I was interacting with Hank’s penis when the phone rang. It was Sue, the Northwest regional sales manager, calling in with the monthly sales figures. I made a mental note to quietly phase out these tedious calls, then asked Sue’s permission to put her on speaker phone. I [...]

incidental grace

Wednesday, March 26th, 2008

Today’s Words: manipulate feeble ahead oatmeal involve incidental grace Grace is this fundamental concept that was missing from my consciousness as a child. I’ve had to learn it, slowly, haltingly, with great effort. What is grace? It is that which is the nature of the Cosmos and life itself: a gift. Something freely given, but which you [...]

fraught

Saturday, March 22nd, 2008

Today’s Words: draconian slither pillage yet fraught accolades coalesce Ah, fraught. My favorite word. Giving accolades is fraught. How to celebrate without elevating, how to honor without those betters and worses slithering in? In NVC you bring it all back to the specific, to the here and now I feel happy and gratitude. Not “you [...]

trash day

Saturday, March 22nd, 2008

Today’s Words: laconic paper amorous lacking ineffective get on with bone Get on with it! You’ve been lurking in the amorous section of the paper for weeks, cutting out ads, piecing together phrases. If you’re worried about an ineffective presentation you might as well experiment, you’re not lacking in imagination. For fucks sake, Mom! Young [...]

the dance of your heart with the world

Wednesday, March 19th, 2008

Today’s Words: mullet debutante apply ruddy guest bargain muck My dad’s response to advertising was “I’ll sell you some cowpies at a bargain price.” I guess he was saying that just because it’s on sale doesn’t mean it’s not shit. I’m sure there are some life lessons to be drawn from this but just now [...]

Cosmetic Genetics

Wednesday, March 12th, 2008

“This blatant effrontery will not stand!” Margo rolled her eyes and stormed out of the room. Whatever, Mom. As if I need your permission to fly. The very ability made her free in a way her mom could not comprehend. When her nubby winglets had finally unfurled, after weeks of agonizing yearning, her parents had been [...]

officer Jim

Sunday, March 2nd, 2008

Today’s Words: probation officer plump oneself dim domicile opiate Post-purchase rationalization groom Jim hated being a probation officer. If he had ever imagined a career for himself as a child, he was sure it wasn’t this. Perhaps he had wanted to be a travelling carnival hand, or a backup musician for Sting. Perhaps he had [...]