Bound

4 years ago with 6 comments in Uncategorized
What a weight off: my beloved motorcycle is no longer sitting on the street getting rained on, but is safe in a friend’s barn. Just in time for the snowstorm that’s still raging outside. It took me two hours to drive the thirty miles home, fifteen miles an hour on the highway, basking in the green and orange flashes from snow-weighted branches drooping onto power lines, laughing ...

Contact

4 years ago with 15 comments in Uncategorized
How do you talk to strangers? What are the rules? Nobody knows. I’m usually happy when a stranger speaks to me, and some strangers are happy when I speak to them, but everybody’s worried: will he think I’m weird? When I say Good morning, do I mumble or enunciate? How big is too big to smile at someone you don’t know? The other day at the gym I kept catching the eye of ...

Updates

4 years ago with 4 comments in Uncategorized
Lot of comments on that last one. I mean next-to-last one, not the search-term poetry. Which, again, I didn’t write. You did, dear readers, you did. Whenever someone googles Wes Welker, or grease monkeys, or other things too unmentionable to mention, and ends up on my blog, my software tells me about it. So google carefully. I debated publishing that last post at all, because I usually ...

Catholic Banana Men

4 years ago with 4 comments in Uncategorized
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Answer

4 years ago with 80 comments in Uncategorized
No worst, there is none. Pitched past pitch of grief, More pangs will, schooled at forepangs, wilder wring. Comforter, where, where is your comforting? Mary, mother of us, where is your relief?1 It was bad, dear readers, very bad. I spent last night in the lowest parts of the pit, and all day today the black dog gnawed at my leg, and only gnawed harder when I tried to kick his face in. ...

Stage Fright

4 years ago with 7 comments in Uncategorized
I was having a great night out at the bar — I was with mostly men, a situation that would have once tied my tongue completely, but I was doing great! I left the booth to use the bathroom. I was so pleased with myself for being social, and relaxed, and non-awkward, and normal, that I congratulated myself in the mirror. Out loud. For being so normal. Then I heard the toilet behind me ...

I Just Want To Say…

4 years ago with 9 comments in Uncategorized
…that I haven’t forgotten you! I know there are hundreds and thousands (maybe millions!) of you who do nothing but wait for me to speak words of wisdom, and that you must have been languishing this past week in my absence. Nah. But I do wish I had had more time to post this week. I’m working on an article for Our Sunday Visitor’s Newsweekly, and it’s been taking ...

St. Elsewhere

4 years ago with 12 comments in Uncategorized
When I lived in DC I met a man from Colombia, a numerary in Opus Dei. He was just passing through, which seemed to be what he did in most places. He said he loved the single life, because he could be like Gandalf — at home everywhere and nowhere, always on some mysterious mission, led only by the spirit. I thought of him last night, when I got too idle and stayed up too late, and as a ...

Chicken Soup for the Black Death

4 years ago with 9 comments in Uncategorized
I caught a cold, or a flu, or THE BLACK DEATH or something last Friday. I noticed it at about 2PM, which meant by the time I got home I was ready for bed. I hate, hate, hate being sick, and I was determined to kick it by Monday, so bed is pretty much where I stayed all weekend. When I used to work in a Catholic bookstore, there was a book I always saw (but never picked up) called Why Squander ...