Monday, May 31, 2010

Sunday, May 30, 2010

Happy Holiday!

Too Lazy 2 B more than Hazy

Thursday, May 27, 2010

Somewhere,
Under
This
Rainbow...

Friday, May 21, 2010

Wednesday, May 19, 2010

"Lather. Rinse. Repeat."


The only thing unusual about me drinking beer in the shower was the low alcohol content. Dr. Jim (that's me) prescribed a drink in the shower for its medicinal sobering up qualities and its effervescent lilt. Beer was the Common Man's brew. Dr. Jim only drank beer in public as a way to show that he flowed with the sea of humanity (or was too drunk to drink anything else).
"Lather. Rinse. Repeat."
I thought I could follow directions. But my direction faded. I and alcohol and fear went down the drain together....
from "All Drinking Aside", Chapter 66 (rough draft)

Tuesday, May 18, 2010

Homocide Homonym

Serial Killer/Cereal Killer

Saturday, May 15, 2010

Nine Dolphins


Children
and
Virgins
see only
Dolphins
when looking
at this picture.
Find one
Dolphin
and you will
see them all.
Oops, found
a tenth.

Wednesday, May 12, 2010

Sunday, May 9, 2010

My Mother's Toolbox

Then there's the fruitcake doorstop.

Saturday, May 8, 2010

This


This is one of many nows, this now. This sober day. This is a day of living where sobriety is a routine, a change of habits well rehearsed, a life reversed. This is what is left when the last tremors of the earthquake have subsided. This is where the illusion of illusions has melted.

This is Page One.


from "All Drinking Aside," Chapter 70 (rough draft)
e-info: moonshine2sunshine@yahoo.com

Friday, May 7, 2010

Cool Beans


One bean,
Two beans,
Three beans,
Cool.
I am,
You are,
We are two.

Thursday, May 6, 2010

Phantom Memories

I still have phantom memories of my drinking past, euphoric recall, twisted. It's as if one of my legs were amputated, but that I can still sometimes, somehow feel those toes that are not there.

Triggers are phantom toes wiggling. Don't take the bait. Don't bite. Use your good leg, the sober leg. The bad leg is gone. Let it go. Say your eulogy. Mourn this death and move on.

Addiction is a beast that lives within you. You cannot kill the beast. Denial, anger, fear will not kill it. Begging, pleading, blaming will not tame it. Depression, self-pity, doubt: They only feed it. Confront it. Accept it. The beast will never die.

from "All Drinking Aside," Chapter 65 (rough draft)
e-info: moonshine2sunshine@yahoo.com

Sunday, May 2, 2010

Sesame Street/Sesame Church

Last time I went to Church, there were only 7 Commandments