Last night I got a call from L, a lady my mom used to go to church with. I used to go to church with my mom, too, therefore… She’s cool. She’s a librarian at C High. They got a grant for a remedial reading program. The first teacher quit after one day. She said […]

Heavens to Mergatroid! I’m not kidding when I say I don’t pay much attention to dreams and get bored when people tell me theirs but, I’m sorry, my subconscious is obsessed!
Got a new take on the old ex-boss nightmare last night. In spite (or because) of receiving in the mail yesterday the W2s that I […]

Bill at the dog park was telling me about the pickup softball game he played yesterday. Mostly a bunch of retired guys. I hinted at crashing the party and he said he’d lend me a glove and pick me up. I like Bill and I like softball. I miss sports like that. Team sports.
Over breakfast […]

Dreamt about doing coke? Check.
Dreamt about doing meth? Check.
Dreamt about my ex-boss and friend? Check.

The meth dream last night was a little bonus on top of the regular coke dreams. If you haven’t been following along, the ex-boss and friend seem to have symbolized themselves most prominently in my subconscious my shame about […]

My ladyfriend Carrie wrote me yesterday. Her email contained this passage:
Hung out with Jonathan, the one you briefly met this summer, who said he really liked you by the way. He’s a little depressed because he’s trying to get a memoir published and he says James Frey fucked it all up. His opening line is […]