Happiness. It's relative.
You look pretty average. Mind if we interview you? Sure, I guess. What the hell. So, we’re doing a series on all the joy that people are finding in the pandemic. We’re calling it Pandemic Pluses. Whole different take on things, you know. Enough… Continue Reading “Joyful Tail”
Hello. I am Swirl. I am a good boy. The bites out of the carrot and zucchini and the scattered blueberries notwithstanding, I am a good boy. I didn’t eat those things, I just bit them. Well, the carrot, it was more than just… Continue Reading “Swirl’s Chewed Things: Fruits and Vegetables”
In the kitchen there is an empty egg carton and two packages of seeds, cilantro and basil, my favorite herbs. My plan is to start the seeds in the egg carton and have sweet little shoots to plant when it gets warm. I have… Continue Reading “Crop Tending”
Hello. I am Swirl. Yesterday, I chewed jewelry. Well, I didn’t really chew it. I eschewed it actually. Basically, I pulled on the dresser cloth really hard and then everything went flying. All those pictures. The bottles. The containers of the little things. All… Continue Reading “Swirl’s Chewed Things: Jewels”
Hello. I am Swirl. I chewed these pants. These aren’t the first pants I’ve chewed. I also chewed a pair of black leggings. Those were ladies pants. These are men’s. Were. After I chew pants, I lay on them. It’s sort of like killing… Continue Reading “Swirl’s Chewed Things: Pants”
Not pictured is the can of turkey Spam. Amazon was all out of regular Spam which I know other people eschew but I like. It’s about my dad cooking Spam and eggs in a cast iron frying pan on our old green Coleman stove… Continue Reading “Apocalypse Shopping”
Hello. I’d like to introduce myself. I am Swirl. I chew things. But please know, I am more than what I chew. The books and towels and dog beds, the blankets and insurance papers and pens, the rugs and curtain rods and wicker baskets,… Continue Reading “Swirl’s Chewed Things: Introduction”
In the middle of the night I stared at the ceiling convinced that I had the one strain of flu impervious to vaccination and that, considering my advanced age, I would surely die, if not by morning, certainly within a few days. I wondered,… Continue Reading “Advent 22: Not on Death’s Door”
The most important thing about going to the dentist is underwear selection. I thought of that today after the x-rays but before the cleaning with the little screaming air drill started. I thought of how much worse it would all be if my underwear… Continue Reading “Gummed Up”
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