Just because Manuel Ruiz collapsed dead in the Texas heat didn’t mean two-a-days were cancelled. The boys wouldn’t have had it even if the coaches told them, and Manny would have spit asteroidal lugies in the face of such an outrageous decision. But the parents organized the protest anyway. They gathered together after they dropped their boys off with big cardboard signs in the school’s green and black lettering and fake nooses—apparently trying to amplify death to something archaic and gothic. And the boys tried their best to ignore their parents, as in every other aspect of life.

My latest flash fiction piece “The Cost of Global Warming is a State Championship” appears in East Coast Literary Review’s Fall 2014 edition which you can buy at the link above.

#038

A book is chosen at random. From the first ten pages the writer must only use the words contained therein to write an entire novel (minimum 50,000 words).

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How I Feel Watching ESPN Get All High And Mighty On The Jameis Winston Issue While They’re Trying to Simultaneously Hide Their Massive, Throbbing Sports Outrage Erections

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Sure it’s a year old, sure the Rangers are long out of it, but…

RANGERS. WON’T. DIE!

As an American these are my only thoughts if Scotland votes for independence.

As an American these are my only thoughts if Scotland votes for independence.

Cole Beasley’s Wikipedia earlier today.

Cole Beasley’s Wikipedia earlier today.

Just a friendly notice for you all that the Rangers are currently on a 4 game win streak, their longest since mid-April.

Just a friendly notice for you all that the Rangers are currently on a 4 game win streak, their longest since mid-April.

#037

Play. A room is made to be as pitch black as possible. All light sources are extinguished after the patrons have found their seats. A one man play is performed. The setting is a man describing his experience in Hell. He keeps the audience for as long as he desires and says as much as he wants.

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#036

An entire novel is a palindrome.

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Chess in the ballroom. by ambusquets

The pain immediately passed, but in the fiery gap he had seen something unberably awesome, the full horror of the abysmal depths of chess. He glanced at the chessboard and his brain wilted from hitherto unprecedented weariness. But the chessmen were pitiless, they held and absorbed him. There was horror in this, but in this also was the sole harmony, for what else exists in the world besides chess? Fog, the unknown, non-being…
The Defense. Vladimir Nabokov

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Chess in the ballroom. by ambusquets

The pain immediately passed, but in the fiery gap he had seen something unberably awesome, the full horror of the abysmal depths of chess. He glanced at the chessboard and his brain wilted from hitherto unprecedented weariness. But the chessmen were pitiless, they held and absorbed him. There was horror in this, but in this also was the sole harmony, for what else exists in the world besides chess? Fog, the unknown, non-being…

The Defense. Vladimir Nabokov

The art of photojournalism seems to be about recording the right moment. The moment where a face breaks into a grief and is silhouetted by the smoke of the dead and the rubble of tragedy. But the Hoepker photo, to me, has always proven what is more true about life. That reality does not have a prescribed look. Tragedy is not tears; shock not jaws dropped. In fact these are easy definitions, ones we learn as toddlers. The more complicated truth is that we endure a range of postures and expressions that are not beholden to the things happening all around us. The complicated truth is not that we live from the outside world in but from the inside out. 

The art of photojournalism seems to be about recording the right moment. The moment where a face breaks into a grief and is silhouetted by the smoke of the dead and the rubble of tragedy. But the Hoepker photo, to me, has always proven what is more true about life. That reality does not have a prescribed look. Tragedy is not tears; shock not jaws dropped. In fact these are easy definitions, ones we learn as toddlers. The more complicated truth is that we endure a range of postures and expressions that are not beholden to the things happening all around us. The complicated truth is not that we live from the outside world in but from the inside out. 

Two Conversations on Apple

Conversation 1 included the discussion that the reason larger smart phones are popular, especially for lower income areas/countries is because the smart phones are used, quite reasonably, more as computers; therefore the bigger screen is necessary. Some people don’t use them as phones or don’t need them to function as such. The word “obsolete” comes to mind, but it’s incorrect. The phone function lacks a certain utility so that screen size is as important or more important to the smart phone product as a whole.

Conversation 2 involved me learning that the Apple Watch was going to be a thing. Perhaps I’m wrong in my surmising, but watches, no matter how much you technoligize them and sexify them are still operating under the rubric of being watches. Obviously the watch won’t be just a watch, but at some point it is still, you know, a watch. My generation doesn’t keep time with watches. Watches are more of a fashion item than a utilitarian one. And besides why am I buying a watch that’s a lite version of a smartphone when I already have a smartphone?

Last week Skye said, “Not thinking about sex these days is like not thinking about what goes into hot dogs.” I guess seeing Eddie is, in a way, like seeing the inside of a hot-dog factory. The general consensus seems to be that it’s best to think of modern sex as a uniform, abstracted snack—and not to dwell too heavily on its manufacture.

Shampoo Planet. Douglas Coupland

#035

A writer sits in a public place and records the voices of passerbys. If/when a foreign voice is heard he approximates the sounds in his own language.

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