One morning in February I awoke from a pleasant dream about hanging out with Felicia Day in which we shared a meal and tried to get Ryan, one of my old philosophy teachers, ready for his wedding. (I hesitate to even share that much of it, since if you tell someone you had a dream…
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Straight Razor, Gay Bar
On Friday afternoon I went to San Francisco. Emily had purchased a certificate for me on Gilt City, good for a shave-and-a-haircut at one of those “The Art of Shaving” places. They’re around in some malls, selling shaving products, and when she bought it she may have thought I could go into any of them…
Puck the Great Vanishing Cat
Once, there was Puck, the Great Vanishing Cat. When Puck was tiny, he vanished under tables, and chairs, and beds. When Puck was big, he vanished into boxes and closets. Puck was shy, and afraid of most things. He hid when he could, to feel safe from the world. Strangers and visitors did not believe…