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Day 200: Another Memory AKA the Meaning of Life

August 11, 2017 phillmemoir

This is another story about a memory. I fell down the rabbit hole the other day. After the dream which I detailed in my last post, on the way home from work I listened to[…]

Day 199: Everybody knows I'm a mfing Monster

August 10, 2017 phillmemoir

“Bitch, I’m a monster, no-good blood-sucker/Fat motherfucker, now look who’s in trouble” -Rick Ross This is a story about a dream. But first, a memory that dream conjured. Ironic that I’m having this particular[…]

Day 196: How do you kill a dragon?

August 7, 2017 phillArmchair phillosophy

I wanted to share a portion of a manuscript I’m shopping. It seems appropriate to talk about my slaying dragons metaphor given yesterday’s discussion of the field and the fact that tonight on GoT (spoiler)[…]

Day 193: Entitlement and Ignorance II: Save Some for the Sequel

August 4, 2017 phillmemoir

This is a quick story about my day. I live in Richmond, IN. If you’ve ever spent any time here, you know that from July-September is “OMG Road Work” time, and right now a number[…]

Day 190: Pain

August 1, 2017 phillmemoir

A short but not-at-all sweet post today. I was thinking today about pain and how it influences mood. For those who don’t know, I have pretty serious achilles tendon and foot pain. It’s a long[…]

Day 189: Funeral for a Black Thursday

July 31, 2017 phillmemoir

So I found the image above on one of Julie’s former student’s Facebook wall and completed the task. The title of this post is my Emo band name. It sent me down a rabbit hole[…]

Day 188: Daredevil

July 30, 2017 phillmemoir

This is another childhood story. When I was little– like five or six or so– mom and I lived in my grandmother’s basement (a place I’d end up several times in my life). It was[…]

Day 187: a good memory of my father

July 29, 2017 phillmemoir

I had a hard time with today’s post. I was talking earlier with Julie about her father, Dick, who just had a birthday. Recently, on Father’s Day, I’d come up with the bright idea to[…]

Day 186: More memoir: vicious mockery

July 28, 2017 phillmemoir

When I was in high school, I was as “rough” as I am now, which is to say I’d protest and I was good for a verbal sparring, but I wasn’t a fighter. When you’re[…]

Day 180: A boy who looks like Elvis

July 22, 2017 phillmemoir

This is another Indianapolis story. I mentioned this yesterday, but it bears repeating today. Julie asked me after reading that post if me and my friends (and his brother) didn’t also meet Iggy Pop, which[…]