07.23.2001

The only part about the whole ordeal that those boys down in Hollywood seemed to nail was the blinding flood lamp. When that thing went on I thought I was passing out because the light you see before you fall over is pretty much the same.

Buen Pastor Funeral Home

07.16.2001

My sister didn’t even want me there, or such is what she would tell me on the rare occasion that we would talk on the phone.

A Phone Conversation

07.02.2001

When we knew her, prior to her newfound motherhood, she had been about as gay as we were from Texas.

The Flying Dachshund

06.18.2001

I was so furious after my encounter with it that I had to put a name to my enemy. In a set of encyclopedias â€“ the 1967 edition â€“ that I’d picked up in college for twenty bucks, I learned about that-which-drove-me-mad.

Love In Dallas, Texas

06.04.2001

Though it was nice that she didn’t also drop it on me, along with my four pairs of boxer shorts, a couple of shirts, a pair of pants, and numerous un-matched socks, it was sad that even though our love was over, the dresser continued.

A Brief History Of Me

05.21.2001

Those were the days when my only identification said A.A. and I placed it on the bar with pride.

Flight From Penn Station

05.14.2001

To anyone else on the street, it must have looked like a police parade on fast forward being led by an unlikely drum major.

She Didn’t Know Why

05.07.2001

When the ledge gave way, the boots that had made it a comfortable place to stand restricted her movement enough that it was impossible to attempt a recovery.

Love At The Water Cooler

04.30.2001

As she passed my desk I could feel the heat of a soul that burned so brightly in the land of even fluorescent lighting. I wanted her, and I was sure that she was well aware of it.

The Cat Situation

04.23.2001

I almost begged the shaggy haired bastard. Why did every vet look like an ex-hippy even if they couldn’t be more than in their late twenties?