This catchy pun/turn of phrase was sung by some chubby-ish cowboy-type at a bar the other night. He and his band were the act before the act before the act that we had gone out to see play. I had a whiskey drink and we left. Some other time perhaps?

This week was cold and typical.

I have begun to enjoy my work in a way that I’m not used to. Things were being put in their place and then my boss asked me to do another’s job. I couldn’t say no, but I didn’t yet say yes.

I’ve been working on a collection of short stories about some boys whom I have known for years. Wait, have I known them for years or worked for years. Be damned dangling participles! You misplaced modifiers…

There is so much heat in this apartment. Theoretical heat. It is noisy with heat, but not exactly warm.

If only I could open a window…

We should go grocery shopping today so we don’t have to go out tomorrow. There is something calming about not having to go anywhere. Our windows are closed with shades drawn and I live inside this cocoon.

We are out of things to drink, but I do plan to pick some up at the store.

And so.