Monthly Archives: September 2013

Pudding and Pie Filling

   The tawny owl was etching a complex diagram on the surface of a white boulder that had tumbled out of the Santa Cruz Mountains into Aptos Creek.  He was using all claws, no beak.  He was providing expert commentary … Continue reading

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Objects In Mirror May Not Be As Dumb As They Appear

       In the type of sweeping pronouncement that the tawny owl often likes to make from one of the higher perches in the redwood tree overlooking my back door, and which I usually swallow whole, with no choking, he … Continue reading

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Unless That Was A Groan

     The yin twin opened the front door and dropped her heavy bag.  Immediately, I was no longer able to remain preoccupied.  I forgot what I was thinking.  A thud was accompanied by a grunt.  Unless that was a … Continue reading

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All Together Now

     The witches from one elite coven on the Westside of Santa Cruz arrived separately in sporty sedans featuring soft leather seats and multiple cup holders, except for the cute same sex couple riding in the back of a … Continue reading

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After All Charges Were Dropped

     My most dependable friend, the unpaid Internet content provider, who is quite dependently wealthy, and rarely sleeps for long, which means he still lives in a big house with his fabulously more wealthy mother who tiptoes quietly around … Continue reading

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While Trying To Get There

     The last closeted gay man in the history of San Francisco jumped off of the Golden Gate Bridge on the day before his sixtieth birthday.  It was either that or face his mother again at another awkward party. … Continue reading

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