The problem with frogs is that sometimes they are covered in chocolate and sold as premium confections and other times they are simply bad, bad news. This was the truth as revealed to me by Wuckfit Juberock, who, in another time, was a good friend, his redneck tendencies notwithstanding. Of course, his memory becomes less … Continue reading On Nostalgia (and hallucinogenics)
Author: AuthorMarkMiller
I am most recently an absurdist living in a dystopia. Watch for falling objects.
Among those in our profession, a deep reverence for Ragnarok is often observed.
Of all the ancient tribal tales of the end, none resonates as deeply as the Vikings’. The Christian Revelation we write off as the secret code that enabled the early church to meet, the Mayan calendar we dismiss as cyclical. But the Viking’s prophecy of Ragnarok? That’s some serious shit that is really going to … Continue reading Among those in our profession, a deep reverence for Ragnarok is often observed.
I become aware that a woman next to me has been making eye contact.
Like all insurance conventions, this one is well-stocked with booze and coffee. I pull myself a tall cup of French roast and secret five airplane bottles of Bushmills into my inside breast pocket. The unofficial credo of insurance agents has always been Loose but Tight. Crazy enough to enjoy the night, sane enough to calculate … Continue reading I become aware that a woman next to me has been making eye contact.
I leave the car half a mile away in case I get arrested again.
I drop Colletta off at a local massage parlor and set her up with a four-hour treatment involving waxing, exfoliation, oils, aromatherapy, steam room, chill room, ancient teas and herbs, soothing music, six-hand massage and happy ending, then I drive to the convention center. I leave the car half a mile away in case I … Continue reading I leave the car half a mile away in case I get arrested again.
Everything always happening
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