Month: May 2013

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Shopping With the Ladies

Fellas, I feel your pain. I’ve been there more times than a little, standing in the back of a women’s clothing store while the significant ladies in my life try on outfit after outfit. Searching, sometimes futilely, sometimes not, for a chair to sit in while I wait (and sometimes nod off to sleep — … Continue reading Shopping With the Ladies

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One Man’s Trash…

Well, it’s going to be trash day again soon in the town of Newport. I know this because pretty much everywhere I go in town I see discarded items by the side of the road. In front of one red-brick home are two tan reclining chairs that have seen better days, sitting there waiting for … Continue reading One Man’s Trash…

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Dreaming in Color

She dreams in blue Pale shades coalescing Blending to form new ones Uniquely enchanting Dancing with abandon In a dress to match Moods calm and clear Functionally bereft Like art put on display As dark as night’s shadow Cocksure and nimble She scales the castle wall Trying not to fall Yearning for understanding And finding … Continue reading Dreaming in Color

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The Names We Bear

Remember the last time someone turned to you and said, “I totally love your name,” and how awkward it was to choose a reply? I mean, you could have just said “Thanks,” and been on your way, but it’s hard to take credit for something you had no say in. You know, unless you changed … Continue reading The Names We Bear

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Watching the Box

The idiot box sits, in an oaken cabinet, in the far corner of the spacious room, a testament to the generation of distance that placed it in such a precise spot. Opposite the behemoth sits a man of indeterminate age, in a worn leather reclining chair that has outlived the TV by several years. For … Continue reading Watching the Box