I have to get this off my chest…
A divorce is scary, like heights when you’re acrophobic. “Don’t look down” becomes “don’t look back.” Probably “don’t look forward” either, because the past and the future are frightening. Living in the moment is the best option, and even then, it’s easy to trip and fall. I will be fine. I know this because I … Continue reading
The shiny, brass pendulum crashed to the already-cracked floor of the grandfather clock this morning when I tried to wind the weights. I didn’t have time to fix it then, and now the whole day has passed. It’s 9:00 at night but the clock reads 10 till 3:00. Maybe it’s 3:00 in Stuttgart where Dusti … Continue reading
I hate to be criticized. That’s one of the most significant things I learned at school this quarter. Displaying our Business Logo projects on the big screen to be poked and picked apart–my design was first and I took the critiques personally. Then I was hurling my own criticisms at the critics. “Your business card … Continue reading
Every Monday night at 11:00 I float home on the interstate. Thinking of you and how the hell will I describe the way I am changing and getting better? I’m riding this big, rusty rocket through outer space. I’m not safely inside, I’m mounted smack on the rocket’s nose. The stars are exploding around me. … Continue reading
Kim Kardashian wants to break the internet and I’m going to be her accomplice. Tuesday night she posted some photographs of her ample butt on Instagram. Both of the photos are by Jean-Paul Goude and one is a recreation of his iconic photograph, “Champagne Incident.” It is a profile shot of Kim with a champagne glass balanced on her ass. … Continue reading
