This; And also that

My wife was reading the last few pages of Pooh to our kids the other night and it made her cry. So I took over, and yes, yes it nearly made me cry. Flat out, Pooh is one of the great tragedies. Which got us and our good pal “So-Called Bill” ruminating over how much … Read more

A tad over twelve months ago, I blogged my first post. It’s been a fun year, writing these poems, reading that book, collaborating on that cauliflower, making that monkey noise, and whatnot. Thanks to everyone who’s been dropping by. And special mad props to xian who makes this all possible and who suggested I getta … Read more

waiting in line for a defective roller coaster. a waste of time. but more than that — just a bad idea.

Here’s a joke my four-year-old told us at dinner tonight. I enjoyed it and thought you might too: Knock knock. Who’s there? You know what’s broccoli made of? You know what’s broccoli made of who? Peas.

Go out into the world today. Go out and find the knowledge. Bring it home.

That place in my heart where I should want a tattoo — that place where my tattoo desire is supposed to brood — it’s a dead place. No. Worse. I don’t even have that place.

Last night I dreamt that Shaquille O’Neal dropped by my house. He had a lot on his mind and he was looking for a distraction — a chat, maybe a movie. I was happy to see him. We talked for a bit, Shaq and me. Then California Representative Maxine Waters showed up, and she was … Read more

In the future all our children will be born with carpal tunnel.

Something a bit more upbeat to end the day — a moment: Heading home with two good pals after a weekend spent canvassing in Oregon.

OK, OK. So I haven’t written a feature-length movie about returning to New Jersey. But I ask you this: has Hollywood bigshot Zach Braff ever written a song about Yu-Gi-Oh!? And more to the point, has he ever written one in both the faux-classical and faux punk-folk traditions? No? I didn’t think so. Now me, … Read more