Author Archives: German Jones

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 … Continue reading →

I feel like there’s a 90% chance that he’ll get the e-mail and read this site, and for that 90% I want to give thanks. An impulse and a coincidence lead me to an 8 minute phone conversation with someone … Continue reading →

It has been touted as the recipe for freedom and liberation. It seems for me it just keeps me sane. To explain–I realized the other night that there are a few things the quell my anxious mind: fantasies and the … Continue reading →

Sitting on our couch. Drinking whiskey. Feet resting on his lap. Watching re-runs of Noah’s Arc on Logo. I was wondering why I didn’t have anything much to write about. And then I realized. Not enough anxiety to make my … Continue reading →

“…it seemed to him to be much better .. to fight by stealth .. against the mighty man; .. (crouching) on one side he devised for him .. bitter destruction; and he [Geryon] kept his shield in front of (his … Continue reading →

First I felt like I needed a name. Then I added a bit of history. Shortly thereafter, I also discovered some patterns. And then I took a walk.

New pleasures have taken hold. Yesterday we purchased a couch. A soft, full, adult-type couch. A couch we first met at the newly-weds’ house. A couch that belongs not to me, nor him…it belongs to US. This has caused me … Continue reading →

“As glamorous as it all sounds, getting your nose pierced is very undignified. The guy used a long metal clamp to pull my nostril far out to the side before sticking it with a needle. He said I have unusually … Continue reading →