Donald Trump feels badly for Brett Kavanaugh. He feels terribly for Kavanaugh and his family. When I hear him say things like this, I feel sadly. In front of reporters with microphones and cameras, which means in front of all the world, when this president says he feels badly, it just makes me feel sickly.More
Monthly Archives: September 2018
I Am Not Confused About What Happened
I’ll never forget. A guy walked up behind me, then moved right next to me. Excuse me, he said. Do you know where there is a bathroom nearby? I knew the campus. I pointed. Inside that building, I said, at the bottom of the stairs. He was big. He looked me up and down, he…More
There Will Be Horses
This girl I was dating in high school decided we should go horseback riding. We’d talked on the phone a lot. We’d gone to see to a few movies. We’d made out at a couple of garage parties. Our relationship was moving along. “Riding,” I said. She had friends who were very horse positive. A…More
A Reading at Hannan House
Happy to be reading at Hannan House, 4750 Woodward Avenue, Detroit, Michigan on September 16, 2018, 2-4 p.m. Music, open mic first. Then the reading. They say, “He’s funny, warm, and peevish.” Yup, that’s me. More
T-shirts, Cobblers, Invasive Species
Finishing lunch I turn to my wife and smile big. “Do I have fleas in my teeth?” It’s a potential danger up north, where fruit flies appear out of nowhere, dive into your wine glass, and drown. In the last ten minutes I’ve probably swallowed a couple of them “No.” “You didn’t look.” I smile,…More
Oxtail, Head-air, and a Swim
At dinner last night I had a piece of Lake Superior trout with oxtail on top of it. Five green beans and a fried polenta ball with roasted corn inside. Nifty. To my knowledge I’ve only had oxtail once, in Rome, when my daughter was having a semester abroad in college. She and I ate…More
Zucchini Flower Risotto
This is zucchini flower risotto revisited. The one my wife made the other day was with brown rice, which meant a long cook and a risotto that didn’t have that velvety, gooey consistency that makes you consider executing a faceplant. Yesterday she used arborio rice. Velvet, check. Goo, check. Faceplant, suffice to say I got…More