The day of the selfie - Once an explorer/outcast discovered an amazing object. This is not so surprising, but the thing about it was, it was truly unique and special. The glow from it filled a room as if the room was on fire. But if you looked at the walls, they seemed black. what does this mean?

I began serving miss mayhem - when I was 13. I had yet to understand the difference in the sexes. I didn't even know it was important. Turned out I should have been paying attention. But then I actually touched a female breast, I'm still waiting for my mind to return.

There is this whole field of everything else we do; buy groceries, drive a car, pay a bill and then there is sex. It's like it isn't even part of the same day. Or spatial time reference frame, or anything else. But it can be different than that.

Then one day the explorer couldn't remember the glow any more, and it suddenly became very urgent for him to do so. Sitting and trying to remember what he had forgotten became even more difficult, for he couldn't remember where he was. The landmarks had vanished.

I was still hungry when I saw the big brookie. It had become trapped by the receding water. First, I watched it a while and noticed how bright and beautiful it was. Then I picked up a big stick and whacked it good a couple of times. I knew I had the oil, flour, cornmeal, salt and pepper to make it yummy.

Sunburned, drunk and lonely, I feel the warm glow in my face and remember how they looked, my first two sons with their wives and kids staring sleepy-eyed straight ahead while we rode the shuttle back to the cars. They began so far apart, only to become so close.

I think I have done a good thing today.