Looking Glass Bowl – Fiction

April 1, 1999

It was clear glass with a rainbow painted on the bowl, and it had always sat on the shelf in the den. I don’t remember when I stopped seeing it.

Goin’ After Pussy – Review

April 1, 1999

I don’t think subtlety is much of a virtue over at Junk Records World Headquarters. Nah, naked obviousness is probably more like it.

Lincoln Logs – Fiction

April 1, 1999

“Abraham Lincoln was born in a log cabin which he built with his own hands.” There it was – the first line of my book report for Mr. Mitchell’s American History class.

Grow up, Sit Down, Log on – Fiction

April 1, 1999

A coworker, my age who has children, asked if I would buy candy for a fundraiser. I bought some, only to realize that I had crossed over to the other side.

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