‘Hi.’
‘Hey.’
‘I miss you.’
‘Yeah?’
‘Yeah.’
‘I miss you too.’
‘I mean… I really miss you.’ Continue reading
I Miss You…kinda.
Cogito Ergo Run (I Think; Therefore I Run)
Running. It’s torture yes. But the rewards! I don’t know what smack does for people: by all reports it’s pretty good. Running however is free! AND there’s no track marks, no risk of OD, and no need to go sell your ass on the street for 5 bucks a pop because your life has collapsed into a steaming pile of shit through insurmountable, humiliating and soul-destroying addiction. Continue reading
To GMO or Not to GMO; That is the Question.
Personally if I ever find myself with the same belief as someone who is clearly uneducated, bigoted, flaky or just plain stupid; I think to myself: “Hmmm… I better go check my facts.” Continue reading
Ransomoloy Weeklyish Newsletter – Number 5
Hello Dear Readers,
As it’s been a month now, it’s time for a new edition of the Ransomology Weekly Newsletter.
This week’s edition’s tardiness is due largely to the intense pestilence known as ’employment’; specifically, the seeking of such by your beloved protagonist; more specifically, and highest on the pestilence scale, the necessity of finding such for which I will be remunerated. Continue reading
The Ransom Atoms are at Sea
Curse this storage unit. After a month of work on trying to empty it and dispose of its contents, I have ground to a complete halt. All the stuff that is left will either be expensive to replace, or more often than not, is simply irreplaceable – stuff that belonged to my now deceased father mostly. Continue reading
The Great Shit Ditching Experiment – Rise of the Silverware
Well, as promised, I’m writing about this, even though I’m plagued by the fear that it’ll be dead boring. I mean, does anyone really want to hear about how much I’m struggling to let go of my possessions? Continue reading
Poet-tree.
I lie in the grass looking up at a tree,
and I wonder, can tree, somehow also see me?
As he’s wanting for eyes, you’d think probably not,
though eyes be just one way of seeing we’ve got. Continue reading
