Football technology/other things

I watched a self-referential/indulgent movie. She went to bed half-way through it. I was texting about the Internet and Mamet and Michael Jackson… Prince during the movie, but I paused at the moments where I was sure I’d miss something. I thought I knew how’d I’d feel at the end: smoke a cigarette when I [...]

I’ve made the decision to go to the Ghost show at the Empty Bottle tonight. I’m broke (after paying, with borrowed money, the hospital close to $14,000) and tired, but being house-ridden is starting to kill me. It’s only been 14 days since I went through back surgery and the recovery process has been, surprisingly, [...]

Spring stumbles loudly in; thunderous clamor; water washes Winter down overcommitted drains. I am not a nature writer. I adore a smooth slab of concrete; plain and well-intentioned, the steady hand—holding and moving the pointing trowel in definite, assured strokes. I adore a swift ride on a racing bicycle; tires as bald as their fresh [...]

I want to be cremated; then thrown into a trash can. No. I want to be cremated; then put into the plastic blue bags distributed by the city of Chicago. The plastic blue bags that are, supposedly, for recycling, but actually get thrown in with all the rest. When I’m dead, when there is nothing [...]