Be at courage

February 23, 2007

It’s a rainy night. It’s rainy.

It’s clear as a bell dumb-ass.

In here! In here. It’s raining in here. And mighty nice it is.

Okay man. Okay.

Soft ferns. Mud. It smells like life. Life!

Sure. Is there any more General Tso’s?

Five minutes.

Five minutes. Every five minutes you say five minutes you gob-eyed motherfucker. Grey eggs. Those shitty mini custards. Steak fries. But how often do you put out General Tso’s? You never put out General Tso’s.

It’s out. Five minutes.

Fuck you.

Yes.

So what happened to you anyway?

What do you mean?

I mean your legs. I mean what happened?

The fuck you think? The fucking war. The war that wasn’t never a war. A radio shack car. Some RDX. We took a corner too tight. Boom and that’s that. It’s fun to set off the metal detectors in airports.

I thought you hated flying.

I do, but I love setting off metal detectors.

The Same Boat

February 20, 2007

 

It’s a swarm of false starts, missed opportunities and unforeseen tragedy, lucky breaks, honest effort and second chances.

Why do we expect so much from others?

Why are we so hard on ourselves?

As in small, as in time

February 18, 2007

I’ll be back in a minute.

Don’t say minute.

Don’t say minute?

No, say moment.

Moment.

Because a minute is, you know, a minute.

They’ll think it’s a minute.

But it could be longer than a minute.

A moment is longer? A moment sounds shorter.

What’s a moment?

I don’t know. A moment is . . . I don’t know.

Exactly. Who knows what a moment is. If you say minute, people start counting to sixty. You say moment, and they go back to their crossword puzzle.

How’d you figure this out?

Because I figured it.

You’re a genius.

I’m not a genius. It’s just common sense. Extrapolation.

Extrapolation.

Yeah, taking an idea and extending—

I know what extrapolation means.

Okay, I just figured—

More figuring, huh?

I just figured that maybe you didn’t.