The Choicest Maryland Blue Crabs

A man walks into a restaurant and asks the maître d’, “Excuse me, but do you serve crabs here?” The maître d’ replies, “Yes, sir, the choicest Maryland blue crabs, flown in fresh.” A man walks into a restaurant and asks the maître d’, “Excuse me, but do you serve crabs here?” The maître d’ replies, “No, [...]

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So funny I forgot to laugh

Not funny ha-ha   The clown chose me because my family was in the front row. He honked his obnoxious horn and stuck a suspicious-looking flower in my face. It squirted water, and the audience laughed at my humiliation and I cried for the darkness of the human soul.   Cry, Baby   The baby [...]

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Some Christmas Stories: I’m-a call you my shawty

1.  Country Song   She had been reduced to a faint twang drowned in radio static on the road through Arkansas where nobody lived and nobody listened. It was her worst fear.   2.  Dream   I wake and tell you about my dream, as if it’s an urgent news dispatch from another realm, and [...]

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Some Christmas Stories: Laurette

1.  Golden Retriever “Come here,” said the lady, who was Asian-American and in her fifties at least. “OK,” said the guy, who was in his 20s and as blonde and blue-eyed as apple pie. He was eager to please; a friend had told him that his “spirit animal” was a golden retriever. She kissed him [...]

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Some Christmas Stories: We Wear Short Shorts!

1.  Whatever Happened I saw this kid in the cemetery down in Punta Arenas, Chile. I did the tourist thing of going to the cemetery there because it was printed in bold in the guidebook. I stalked the perimeter for a moment, not sure it was open or how to get in. This reminded me [...]

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Some Christmas Stories: Who Wears Short Shorts?

1. Even better than the real thing  The library book of stories from around the world is from 1925 and has things underlined in pencil and decades-old mustard spots on the pages. There’s a story from Nicaragua about a deaf satyr. A story from Nicaragua about a deaf satyr. It’s enough for me to just [...]

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Moons

I am unable to tell you this, but I think of you every time I see the moon. Every time — that’s a lot of times. I think about how you’re mystical and gave me that onyx pendant to help absorb and deflect all the negativity in my life. I’m not mystical, so I don’t really [...]

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You are so beautiful don’t be afraid I love you more than you can know

Once upon a time I ate a muffin. It had like infinity calories in it. And also it had like infinity grams of saturated fat in it, too. I ate it up and it was so good. It’s like Madonna says: “Absolutely no regrets.” I got all fat. I got fatter than my car, fatter [...]

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Pilgrims…in Vegas!

John Goodefellow sat in a red velvet zebra-striped armchair and heaved a sigh of deepest despair. He surveyed the wreckage around him in the hotel room. This was not goode. Prudence Marie and Virtue Anne were passed-out drunk, draped over the slumbering form of Nathaniel Temperance, who wore naught but his buckled shoes. There were [...]

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Vitamin D for my goth daughter

There’s a country song, “Live Like Yer Dyin’.” I forget who sings it. Maybe Boogie Crackerjack. But that’s something else. That song’s about how life is precious and how it can slip away from you — it’s really about livin’. “Carpe diem” and all that horseshit. Well, it’s horseshit I agree with. I think you [...]

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Non-Profit Nazis…in Space

Hansel sighed and looked at his space-watch. Three more hours left in the workday. Ugh. He had been hard at work on his e-newsletter blurbs all day. The e-newsletter would be sent to the inboxes of folks who had donated to the non-profit organization that Hansel worked for. It was a Nazi non-profit organization, and [...]

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It’s really not that difficult

He sent a document from his computer to the printer, and then he went to the printer to wait for it. He waited and nothing happened. He looked at the printer screen: “Out of paper in Tray 4. Please put paper in Tray 4.” He was taken aback and very uncomfortable. He did not like [...]

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Nobody gets hurt

Victor tipped back in his rolly swivel chair and surveyed his words on the glowing computer screen in his dark bachelor-pad apartment. His name was Victor, but he was no such thing. He was a loser. It was Thursday night, and he’d had all week to complete his work assignment, which was to come up [...]

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You’d be “barking mad” to not love this show

Boogie Crackerjack is a sought-after actress, even though she’s retarded. I’m not saying she shouldn’t be a sought-after actress because she’s retarded — I am merely paying tribute to the special challenges she has overcome. Anyway, she gets lots of scripts. Here’s a synopsis of one of them. It’s for a TV show called “Windows [...]

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Motive

“I’ll have a cinnamon-chip scone,” the middle-aged woman chirped, and then she rocked up onto the tips of her pink cowgirl boots in self-satisfaction, and I wanted to kill her. Because I felt I could see into her mind as though her skull were made of clear plastic. As if she were a Mrs. Potato [...]

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