Posted on December 12, 2002 in The Orange
I can just see some office gleep seeing the flashing button on the phone and punching it off, repeatedly.
Posted on December 11, 2002 in Pointers
Fliedermaus fans will be in heaven as people talk about the good things bats can do, how to properly handle them, and how to build a bat house.
Posted on December 11, 2002 in Whines
We’re willing to move almost anywhere in the United States or Canada if the company will cover moving expenses and a downpayment on a house.
Posted on December 10, 2002 in Citizenship
The South County Court House is….laid out, as befits Orange County’s ultra-militaristic outlook, like a pentagon, complete with an open ground zero in the middle.
Posted on December 10, 2002 in Dreams
This is actually from yesterday.
I’ve gone back to Durham, North Carolina with Lynn. We are at The Book Exchange where I used to work. I am showing her around the stacks. I notice that they’ve taken the roof off of part of the building, where they keep the romances. I laugh and tell her about the time old Marley put some pornographic books out in the dime section. We find what she wants and go to the counter. The people at the counter recognize me. “Joel Sax! You used to work here. You’re famous!”
I don’t know why they know me. Did they see me on “The Public Enemies on Alcatraz” or did I publish a book finally?
Posted on December 10, 2002 in Crosstalk Memory
God, if you’re out there, you’ve done a damn fine job of making me feel like the whole of existence is all my fault….Pay up or strike me dead. I’m not going to do it for you.
Posted on December 9, 2002 in Depression
That’s the silent message I pick up from the lack of comments about our tense life situation.
Posted on December 9, 2002 in Social Justice
Some people seem to believe that whites only talk to whites and blacks to blacks.
Posted on December 8, 2002 in Scoundrels Social Justice
The Republicans at that gathering should have done the same and the toastmaster should have thrown him off the platform.