Sunday, April 25, 2010

I used to...


Drink
Like
A
Fish,
But
Then
I
Got
Into
Hot
Water.

Friday, April 23, 2010

Yup-Yup the Pup


Seeing this image today reminded me of a second children's book I had once started, following the near publication of my "Animal Zoop." "Yup-Yup" and "A Drinking Man's Guide to Bar Exercise" will remain incomplete while I finish other projects, like this senten....

Wednesday, April 21, 2010

Muppet, Schmuppet

I Ain't Yo' Puppet.
Puppy?
Schmaybe,
Baby.

Sunday, April 18, 2010

Haiku

simple is hard be-
cause diamonds shrink. easy is
peasy: just don't think.

Patty's Addiction

Patty's addiction decided for her that she had suffered enough. The pain was enough. The pain of being unable to feel the pain was enough.

The unbearable pain of the struggle to be free of her addiction was a giant wave whose undertow drew her back to the ocean of her addiction. She could no longer live free. No longer free. Under she went. The undertow of addiction drowned her.

Patty's addiction could not undecide her death.

from "All Drinking Aside", Chapter 72 (rough draft)
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Friday, April 16, 2010

your father's mustache


You
Just
Can't
Hide
in
Your
Father's
Mustache.

Thursday, April 15, 2010

The Battle With My Brain


Thinking that I could win the battle with the alcoholic part of my brain. Never realizing, or admitting, or being in denial about this one basic fact: There is no one part of my brain that is alcoholic. My entire brain, my entire being, my entire life is one of alcoholism. I'm either living in my disease or I'm living in recovery.
(Id, Ego, Superego, pictured to your right)
from "All Drinking Aside", Chapter 43 (rough draft)

Wednesday, April 14, 2010

Weather Report

My father and I stood on the porch. We saw the storm get nearer, saw the lightning, heard the thunder, the dog and cat beneath the couch because they were frightened and did not understand. And then the rain would come down in buckets, the street still hot, giant puddles of water, the steam rising and sometimes, just sometimes, after the storm, we would see a rainbow.

from "All Drinking Aside", Chapter 64 (rough draft)
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Monday, April 12, 2010

Is This Your Crayon?

Also, what's your sign in the Chinese Zodiac?
Favorite Pizza Topping?
I don't want to grow up.
Sincerely,
Peter Pan

Sunday, April 11, 2010

Collide-A-Pups


An Un-Defining Moment

My un-defining moment was being plastered and bowling a 276. Seven drunken strikes in a row in my bar's bowling league. At that time, I really did do my best when I was drunk because drunk had become the new normal. My brain was used to drunk. My brain needed drunk to be in familiar territory. The liquid I had become used to navigating through was alcohol.

Liquid me in a liquid dream swimming through alcohol. Alcohol bathed each and every cell in my body, separately and lusciously. Each cell caressed like a little warm oil rubdown at an expensive spa. Alcohol, the ultimate masseuse.

It is sometimes far too easy to romance insanity.

from "All Drinking Aside", Chapter 54 (rough draft)

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Thursday, April 1, 2010

WALKING ON WATER...


...FLYING THROUGH FLAMES
A dead god,
a once dead god,
a living god...
"The only news I have is bulletins all day from immortality"- Emily Dickinson