Personal

Guy stuff.

An arm with a tattoo: "I was made for the library, not the classroom."

“Did u really kill biggie smalls?”

Now THIS is weird. For me, at least, who's more used to technical emails ("how do I get booked at...," "how do I get published...," etc.) than personal ones. Today, I got two separate emails asking about my poem, Confessions of a Serial Killer. It's an old poem that I wrote back in 1997 and have probably read publicly less than 10 times, and only once in the past four years, at Acentos a couple of weeks ago. Both emails asked why I wrote it, the first actually asking (jokingly, I hope), "did u really kill biggie smalls?" My answer…

Continue Reading“Did u really kill biggie smalls?”
An arm with a tattoo: "I was made for the library, not the classroom."

Made it to the gym today. First time in…hell, before Isaac was born, at least! The convenience of it being right across the street from the job should shame me into going consistently twice a week. It should be noted that I don’t really know my way around a gym. Don’t know the names of most of my muscles or their corresponding exercises. The little bit of stretching I know comes from the Army and my old acting workshops! (Improv is great exercise, physically and psychologically; much better than preparing to die.) Mainly, I use the bike or the treadmill,…

Continue Reading
An arm with a tattoo: "I was made for the library, not the classroom."

The Freshmen

I love this song, although, reading the lyrics, I realized I had no clue what the hell it's about! Abortion, maybe? Definitely a suicide in there. THE VERVE PIPE The Freshmen When I was young I knew everything She a punk who rarely ever took advice Now I'm guilt stricken, sobbing with my head on the floor Stop a baby's breath and a shoe full of rice I can't be held responsible 'Cause she was touching her face I won't be held responsible She fell in love in the first place For the life of me I cannot remember What…

Continue ReadingThe Freshmen
An arm with a tattoo: "I was made for the library, not the classroom."

Many people title their journal entries. If I did, this one would be something like Fun With Anesthesia. I've been avoiding getting my wisdom teeth out for years, ever since the consent form I had to sign for the Army dentist highlighted every possible danger of extraction. My bottom right has been impacted forever but since it doesn't ever bother me, I haven't bothered it. The past couple of years, though, both of my top ones have been giving me problems and now both of them have cracked. I've only ever had three cavities and I can't remember ever having…

Continue Reading
An arm with a tattoo: "I was made for the library, not the classroom."

Stopped in at NYHRC to start my membership before our enrollment period ends tomorrow. It's a great gym that I'll never be able to use even half of but the fact that it's right across the street leaves me no excuses for not going and getting back in shape. You'd think I was the one that had two kids! They've got a pool, racquetball, squash & basketball courts, all the equipment you can think of and a Chinese menu of classes! I'd really like to get back into boxing as that's one of the best overall workouts you can get…

Continue Reading
An arm with a tattoo: "I was made for the library, not the classroom."

Help! I’m Buying Comics Again!

Woah! Midtown Comics is scary cool! They sell EVERYTHING. They even had a lot of Moon Knight, though I'm glad I changed my mind about him before I went in there. Spent my whole gift certificate (not as easily as I expected, either) and got a few more of the Loeb/Lee Batmans I wanted, all four of the Baron Karza mini, the latest Micronauts, couple of the new Titans series and the new New Mutants. Also grabbed a Batman graphic novel, The Long Halloween (good looking out, Oscar!) which just happens to pick up from the Batman: Year One storyline!…

Continue ReadingHelp! I’m Buying Comics Again!
An arm with a tattoo: "I was made for the library, not the classroom."

My name is Guy and I buy comic books

Hello. My name is Guy and I buy comic books. I was clean for over 10 years but I've recently relapsed. I'm not quite ready to admit that I'm powerless or that my life has become unmanageable, but the potential is there. Comics are like $3 each these days! Damn Omar. I told you he was evil, didn't I? I haven't gotten crazy yet, but it's enough to necessitate an adjustment to my lunch menu. Hot dogs and knishes, like back in the day! Sunday, I had to return a movie to Blockbuster (Ghost Ship: disappointingly blah, not even Julianna…

Continue ReadingMy name is Guy and I buy comic books
Newer Posts
Older Posts