Author Archives: kamen went

after donna began swimming with WH2O sometime back in the last century, i signed up for a season. i had always thought of myself as modestly athletic for a wan canadian, but after a year or so i remember staring across the blur … Continue reading →

behold the humble coleman generator, picked up on craigslist for a song.  as miserably loud as it is weak and unreliable (insert grimacing self-portrait here).  designed to charge our cellphones when THE BIG ONE comes. when i heard president fuckface was sending an armada of warships … Continue reading →

what is that pounding, scratching, what is that infernal gallumphing at my back door?   what could it be, to make such a ruckus? ah, yes.  i do see. it seems the gusman has completed his morning tanning session, and is expressing his desire … Continue reading →

finally slogged through my first ‘real book’ in about twelve decades; chandler’s long goodbye.  mainly because i know the movie which the neighbor down the street says was a travesty because the book was about friendship and, after a lifetime of test-to-fail relationships, figured maybe i … Continue reading →

just kept my more or less continuous appointment with the urologist.  for the past two years she has never missed an opportunity to rail against trump.  but today i find her strangely subdued, almost content.  she has a sad little sideways smile. i’ll be alright, she … Continue reading →

riding a motorcycle fast on a mountain road you go where you look eyes on the reveal the reveal is the very edge of the road as it twists toward you instant the present becomes the past that moment the … Continue reading →

i saw it first as a child in miami beach, where my parents had taken us on vacation to visit our grandparents at the vast and luxurious Gordon Hotel. out on the sand and in the lobby, tables of ancient oldsters … Continue reading →

it started a couple of months ago.  i must have glanced at the kitchen clock more than a dozen times during the day, but those four straight figures appeared and reappeared, once in the morning, and then when i was heading … Continue reading →

back in october – the twenty-fifth, as my computer firmly recalls – you changed my order, as requested, from ankle socks to STRIPED QUARTERS, from order # 251305 to #251821, as you so precisely put it.   i am looking at the email right now (well, i’m … Continue reading →