You never know which new buzzing current may or may not be responsible for your recent loss of eyelashes.
The television viewing couch is a place where things sometimes almost never happen.
If this podcast doesn’t cut your dinner preparation time in half we’ll give you your money back, no questions asked.
Kyle has gone and learned stuff in places we prefer he not reside unless it is to buy us some tax free paper towels and batteries.
Embracing one’s inner old man is an often neglected opportunity and privilege.
The secret to what makes robots such good listeners is that they don’t have to listen.
We don’t need our brains anymore, except for to buy things. We also don’t need our bodies. I’ve already forgotten what I knew this morning. Some new information happened. Lots of details were explained. I think I saw a graph. Who are my shorts? Is that my body? Why?
Are we ever not just a collection of random parts?
This story is an allegory. Is this story an allegory? Are we living in a story? Who are we? Why am I on fire?
This story isn’t all that much fun, but it is short, just like life!
There is so much to unlearn about what we want and why and when and who. (This story is in the 2019 Spring/Summer issue of Epiphany Magazine. Go order a copy if you long to see what the words look like on a page.)
Sometimes you find yourself in situations where you feel extremely unqualified to carry out a task, like singing someone’s final song. You at least wish you had ironed your shirt, but you didn’t. (This story is in the 2019 Spring/Summer issue of Epiphany Magazine. Go order a copy.)
It is a nice thing when friends find each other out in the choppy seas of loneliness, having so much in common, while having so little in common. Also, monkeys!
When someone invites you into their beard, keep in mind that you may never find your way back out.
Every filthy boring neglected rest area has a rich history which is largely unknown to its daily urinaters.
Being married to a man is probably nobody’s idea of a vacation.
High school was a place where bad people grew into new people who were sometimes also still bad people.
Somebody is going to need to jazz up the afternoon session of this sales conference or I’m going to have to do it myself.
An inside look into the future of romantic luncheons.