The psycho girlfriend revisited and the spouse is still a b****

I'm beginning to understand that facebook is not only an evil spouse but a draggy, boozy, hateful floozy that should be divorced posthaste, but my enabling ass keeps hanging on, making excuses for the egregious behavior in the hopes that she will turn herself around, see what she has turned into, make herself into a … Continue reading The psycho girlfriend revisited and the spouse is still a b****

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Menopause Pee

After a drink or two, I have to go I sit down Nothing happens My bladder has mixed up 3 am with 9 pm Go! Bladder says, meh-maybe I will. Maybe I won't Pro tip: Don't scream at said bladder in a Racetrak restroom Not every woman can embrace truth

Who even knows the mystery?

The Columbus Chronicles, episode 4   We can still smoke in the bar a relief for the reprobates Pretty soon the pine smell is obliterated and a blue haze floats just above our heads We've become animated, my barfly friends and me outside the sun creeps down the west side of the street and brightens … Continue reading Who even knows the mystery?

The mystery continues

This is the third piece in the series "The Columbus Chronicles"   The guy on my left a couple of stools away smells like aftershave, the strong and cheap kind that comes in a pickle bucket.  He apparently bathes in it. Not as bad as what I imagine the little guy on his left smells … Continue reading The mystery continues

Touch the mystery

The Columbus Chronicles At 6 am I watch them, the men, one woman They stand on the sidewalk in front of the alcove and they don't talk much but their bowed heads and their shuffling feet, cigarettes puffed quickly, speak to not who they are but what they are They are thirsty They are anticipating … Continue reading Touch the mystery