Archive for April, 2006
AWAD: Oniomania
Sometimes I get itchy and the only salve is the sweet, sweet consumption of stuff. Oniomania man - I got all the symptoms. Compulsive? Check. Excessive desire? Check. One time I got a bad performance review at my old job and the only thing I could possibly do was to head right down to my […]
AWAD: Thanatopsis
It’s funny how you look back on your life and the things that make you smile now - with all those years in between to smooth out the edges and turn up the saturation - are often the things that seemed so mundane the first time around.
I hadn’t seen Sue in about ten years until […]
AWAD: Publican
Tom is teetering precariously on his bar stool, stout in form,stout in hand, loud in protestation.
“A what?!” he yelps, eyeing me with all possible suspicion permitted by gravity and his tilty, tilty perch.
“A publican.” I reply, between mouthfuls of pretzel, of beer, of footbal chants, of pub air. “A bloody publican if I’m a day […]
AWAD: Papabile
BANG! BANG! BANG!
It was certainly a surprise to be woken by fierce door bangs at this ungodly hour. Who the hell bangs on doors on Saturday … Sunday? … no Saturday morning at … where the hell is the alarm clock … 4? What? No. 8 am. Oh. Here comes that last tequila shot. I […]