Am I alone in thinkingthere are far too many creatures in this worldwhen we only need a few? Enough perhapsto keep them in a zoo or twoor stuff them awayin a museum for another daywhen we need things like themthough…I can’t imagine why we would Unless…How much would you payfor this bear’s head?

I am willing to dance for the money.

I’m on a text thread with about eight good friends and I recently messaged them that if they could each put me in their will, I think I’d be able to accomplish great things once they pass away. I’ve let them all know before that I’m pretty sure I’ll outlive them. My family has some serious longevity, so there’s a good chance, I think, that I’ll see 85 if not 90, and they won’t.

On Monday night, Snap Fitness in Robbinsdale, Minnesota, was jammed full of people preparing to pig out over Thanksgiving. I was surprised when I walked in: attendance was about double what it normally is, something that must be due to holiday gorging preparation. I imagine this same scenario is playing out all over Minnesota and America. There are occasional spikes in fitness club commitment during the year, of course, the most obvious being just after New Year’s.

I’m not much of a poet, especially in that I let poems “come to me.” That happens about once per year. Lately I’ve begun to deliberately sit down to write poetry. These are the latest results. The …

I’m not much of a poet, especially in that I let poems “come to me.” That happens about once per year. Lately I’ve begun to deliberately sit down to write poetry. These are the latest results. The second feels a little more like spoken word to me. Coffee relationship Every morning I ask of youWhere you bean? It’s not that I don’t trust you…

The meaning of dogs Woe is meBut also, woe is you And woe is definitely that guy over therewho, while walking his dogdropped his cappuccino as Fido lunged at a passing cyclist a cappuccino the dog now seems ever so pleased to enjoy And so upon this observation and many othersit would seem that while woe is you and me…

The meaning of dogs Woe is meBut also, woe is you And woe is definitely that guy over therewho, while walking his dogdropped his cappuccino as Fido lunged at a passing cyclist  A cappuccino the dog now seems ever so pleased to enjoy And so upon this observation and many othersit would seem that while woe is you and me…

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I’m not planning on working from warmer climes in the camper this winter for the first time since the winter of 2022*. Last night, that had me thinking about the winter that is soon to come, becaus…

From the marvelous chrysanthemum to the audacious azalea, the University of Minnesota’s cold-hardy breeding program has delivered far more than maroon and gold to Minnesota’s landscape. (October 1, 20...

It’s July 23 and I haven’t written for a month. All motivation, gone. Wallowing in the why bother. Life is nasty, brutish, and actually seemingly quite long at this point. And the world is a …

Is a little self-delusion a good thing? Is a lot of self-delusion a better thing? I recently wrote something for The New Yorker, which is to say that I recently wrote something, sent it to The New …

A few months ago I signed up to be a dogsitter through an app called Rover. Since I work a desk job from home and take a walk each afternoon and evening, it’s a perfect scenario for me and a …

To the friends of my friends, who welcomed me to their French themed dinner* I want to thank you again graciously, as I did that evening when you and yours invited me to such an unforgettable soiré…

*Published at Minnpost on June 23. Last weekend (June 14) I went to my first protest ever, the “No Kings” event at the St. Paul Capitol (Minnesota), where more than 20,000 gathered as part of natio…

Is a little self-delusion a good thing? Is a lot of self-delusion a better thing? I recently wrote something for The New Yorker, which is to say that I recently wrote something, sent it to The New …

I feel like I’m withering. I need a creative project to set my mind or my body to. One I’ve been thinking about is that I have all these wine corks I’ve been saving up for six or more years. An ent…