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“Nerd Humor”
That, according to Wikipedia, is how comedian Demetri Martin’s humor is “often referred to.” Hmph. That’s as may be. Whatever you call the genre, I’m hugely enjoying his new show, Important Things, in which he takes a single topic and just riffs on it for a half-hour. His “important thing” this week was safety. In [...]
Being Here (Today)
From whiskey river (first 3+ lines not included there): from The Ninth Duino Elegy Why, if this interval of being can be spent serenely in the form of a laurel, slightly darker than all other green, with tiny waves on the edges of every leaf (like the smile of a breeze)–: why then have to [...]
A Hrooom of One’s Own
I know a fellow I’ll call Guy, although that’s not his real name. (He’s no longer a Boy, but not yet — not consistently– a Man, either, except in the most literal and least important sense.) Guy recently took a weekend trip with his wife. It was a long six-hour drive in a rented car, [...]
Saving the Criminal Justice System from Itself
The name of the fellow over there at the left is William (Bill) Dillon. At the time this picture was taken, in November, 2008, Dillon was 49 years old. An unremarkable photo, really. A man in middle age, playing a guitar in what appears to be a kitchen of a suburban house or apartment somewhere. [...]
Call Me Unreliable
My fairly regular posting schedule here at RAMH — averaging a post a day — is about to run off the rails. This is a good thing, as it happens. See, I’m just about ready to start spending my morning writing sessions in writing, all over again, the book I refer to as my Work [...]
Going; Gone.
From whiskey river: There will come soft rains There will come soft rains and the smell of the ground, And swallows circling with their shimmering sound; And frogs in the pools singing at night, And wild plum-trees in tremulous white; Robins will wear their feathery fire Whistling their whims on a low fence-wire; And not [...]
A Half-Dozen Words to Bend Your Writing Mind
[Last in a series of posts involving six words. Part 1 asked you to define your life in a half-dozen words; Part 2, your life's work. This one is much narrower in scope.] This isn’t normally the way I’d start a post — with poetry. (That typically happens only in my regular Friday whiskey river-triggered [...]
A Half-Dozen Words Which Say “Your Work”
Continuing in yesterday’s six-words-about-you vein… A good number of years ago, now, I started a journal — handwritten, in a plain old spiral-bound notebook. I no longer have it, as far as I know, not even in any of the old, yet-unopened boxes in the garage or our offices which often whisper to me tantalizing [...]
A Half-Dozen Words Which Say “You”
In the spirit of many mothers, my own wishes that I were more of a committed churchgoer, less a dilettante of formless spirituality. She doesn’t bother me about this at all, let alone nag me, but every now and then there’s a little tap on the shoulder just to let me know it’s on her [...]
Always Pause Before Opening the Door
I do love a punchline — or a cartoon caption — which makes me pause for a split-second before making me snort. (Score another for the Bizarro strip.) This one’s even better than that first split-second made me realize, as I just noticed when uploading it.
