I’m 39 and convinced that I’m middle aged.
Which is fine by me. In fact, I like it. It’s kind of like I’m floating around in the middle of a lake in an inflatable tube. There’s lots of water on … Read on Macduff...
Cecil Vortex
If I had a coffeehouse
If I had a coffeehouse, this would be my motto:
“A frightened clientele is an obedient clientele.”
Or perhaps:
“A nervous clientele is a loyal clientele.”
I’d spray my customers with hormones as they
walked through the door.
To mark … Read on Macduff...
The Deathmarch to the Lighthouse, Week 2
Welcome to Week 2…. Looks like we’ve got an excellent bunch of ‘marchers onboard. And yes, a part of me fears I’ll be bankrupted by all them magnets. But then I’m reminded of that old wax devil math. Good old … Read on Macduff...
Nibble groove
Crickly crack.
Warm mice
pop spin slice.
Crickle.
Are
eating
my crickly.
Eating my
crickly
music.
music.
music.
Lego my Torah
My 6-year-old son’s having a playdate right now. There are clinking noises and murmurs coming through the open door to his room. And then I hear my son say this: “I’ll trade you a Jewish Bible.” A what?!
You heard … Read on Macduff...
A little wahoo
Shampoo was nice enough to publish/post one of my poems this week in Issue 28 (under my so-called “real name”). It’s an excellent issue, including a poem by Rodney Koeneke, one of my favorite living Americans. If ya get a … Read on Macduff...
The Deathmarch To the Lighthouse, Week 1
Welcome to “The Deathmarch to the Lighthouse” — a group read of Virginia Woolf’s To the Lighthouse.
I think we have something like 15 or 20 people planning to read this go-around — a nice solid number. Simple math, however, … Read on Macduff...
Stalin’s Sexy Man-Apes: Ivan!
Last week we proudly launched our exclusive look at Stalin’s Sexy Man-Apes — the enigmatic ape/human hybrids who’ve set tongues a-wagging from Manhattan to Monaco. Our first stop was Denver, for some q-time with Sergei. Next up: Louisville, Kentucky … Read on Macduff...