The Zoeverse
I’m definitely thinking about high school reunion hookup stories. It’s about 2002 and I’m near the end of 25 years of age. My high school skwod was tight and it’s not been long enough that we have stopped regularly seeing each other. This high school reunion is a chance to all clique up and travel Read More
Here are parts One and Two: I Do Windows: Part 1 (Excerpt from my book) I Do Windows: Part 2 This post, “I Do Windows” is an excerpt from my book, Down and Out in California. I interview to do other things. Line up job interviews. I attend an interview to be an internet chat sex Read More
For more about cleaning windows please see I Do Windows: Part 1 (Excerpt from my book) “I Do Windows” is an excerpt from my book, Down and Out in California. My parents had a habit of taking in people that have nowhere else to go, and then my mother would try to better their lives through Read More
“I Do Windows” is an excerpt from my book, Down and Out in California. While driving me to my first day on the job, The Landlady says she has many reasons for hiring me and paying me fifteen dollars an hour when the average crew member, her words, makes nine dollars an hour. The first reason Read More
Cruise during pandemic? Why not. I book my first cruise at what turns out to be the onset of the SARS-CoV-2 panic. Cruises are being described as “floating petri dishes”. Almost every cruise passenger signed up for this trip before the panic had built. Regulations shift constantly and the weeks leading up to it are Read More
The second in my series of posts on Balkan weed… and rakija. Bulgaria I am told that I am not trying the best weed in Bulgaria, yet still I am sure that the best weed in Bulgaria is on the same spectrum as what I do try. It isn’t good. It’s clean enough, at least, Read More
I’ve been in Africa for months before I feel the voodoo in Ghana. Africa. Facing it. Global White Supremacy sitting inches from my face. Staring at me with all its ugly, warty, bad breath and leering control. All the echoes of the script of hatred and fear that has been installed in me bounce off Read More
My first memory of Texas is from when I was a child. It’s the only time I remember any overtly anti-Semitic action against myself or my family. We were walking down the street somewhere, not sure what part of the Lone Star State, but nowhere too rural as my parents were close enough to generations Read More