The Trickster Diaries, part 3

Me: I don’t know. The walk-thru was strange. And the guy, the buyer, is most definitely a prick. Laura just sees cash. Far as my situation…

The question was this: what is the minimal amount of cash you’d suck Donald Trump’s dick for? Yeah, OK, maybe that wasn’t the precise…

If you don’t drive, the downside of living in ultra rural Wonder Valley is far more extreme, far more unpleasant than I’d originally…

I didn’t just move out of that second Wonder Valley house, I moved Bob in. Part compassion for him, part the gratification of watching…

No longer does my big thrill at the grocery store come from finding a two month down the road expiration date on an organic smoothie by…

April was cold-blooded and strange. Everything was so radically different. A place and time suddenly stripped of caring, meaning, touch…

Despite the compassion and caring from Liz, Jones, Sabrina, Melissa, Bob… well, look, my guess is that most people will understand the…

I must have hit the space bar, stopping the video, during the torrent of joyful tears that followed. The computer screen clock indicated…