On the Twenty-fifth Day of 2025…

…I got so tired of pulling up my pants so they didn’t fall off my ass, I bought a belt today. It’s not like I haven’t had one all this time. I had one, all right, until my son stole it from me and moved to SoCal. And, while that might be a funny placeContinue reading “On the Twenty-fifth Day of 2025…”

#338: A Wannabe Nerd

He says, Do you remember that song by M.? That was 1979, I say, and I was fifteen. Talk about, he said, pop music. That’s the only thing I remember. Yeah, the only other thing I can remember is shooby dooby doo wop. It was a kind of, I say, spoken word thing, a nonsensicalContinue reading “#338: A Wannabe Nerd”