ROBB TODD
Someone actually let me have a book. My first collection of fiction is on sale. You can even enjoy a Kindle edition.
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“No one is ever really alone. You are part of everything alive.”— William S. Burroughs, Queer
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“Malia and Sasha and a bunch of my friends and Michelle had sort of like a roast, a little private roast, each one of them read something and Malia...”
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“I’ve no light in me
but that I reflect of you.
You are stars to me.” -
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Banana-macadamia pancakes with an egg on top for dinner because when you are grown you can do that. After you mop the last of the yolk with the last rag of pancake, stand in front of the fridge and chug orange juice right from the bottle. How many Hs do you put after the “Ah!”?
WHAT ELSE ARE YOU SUPPOSED TO DO IN THIS SITUATION?
All advice fails except this: Never trust anything that is orange that has eyes.
You might also try bacon as a bookmark. Be proud of your double standards because it is really hard to exist, especially in the City of Ids.
A man on the sidewalk said to an upset boy: “You know exactly what you’re doing. You’re making bad choices. Hey! One more of those and that’ll be another five minutes.” He took the boy’s hand and a sports utility vehicle ran over an empty plastic bottle. The bottle exploded. The cap shot off and hit a woman in the head and the boy sang, “Plip plop goes the poop!”
We ruin everything we like by just trying to get there.
ABSOLUTE GRAY
Caffeine is a drug, in case you were wondering. Also, the anti-establishment is an establishment.
A little girl roared in the East Village. The East Village, where there is a 7-Eleven and a Subway and a Dunkin’ Donuts and a Papa John’s. We cannot let Brooklyn win.
The more colorful male pigeons puff their necks, fan their feathers on the ground, and spin a circle to attract females. Squirrels are doing it on trees but it looks like they are fighting.
Take your time.
From what cause I, of course, cannot say.
Of course, from what cause I cannot say.
Of course, I cannot say from what cause.
From what cause, of course, I cannot say.
I cannot say from what cause, of course.
From what cause I cannot, of course, say.
From what cause I cannot say, of course.
I cannot say, of course, from what cause.
The man pointed at a pigeon perched on the back of a bench and said it wanted to sit on my arm if I would give it somewhere to land. He called the birds by name. “Come here, Cinnamon. Here, girl.” I held my arm out.
TWO REALLY IMPORTANT THINGS
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The last movie I saw was set in present day but the young protagonist had an answering machine. When is Hollywood going to give that up? Nobody younger than 50 has an answering machine and only seven people fifty or older have them—and four of those are broken and the dudes just won’t throw them away. That’s not a lot of answering machines! If they haven’t stopped making them entirely, they will soon.
Sorry, screenwriters. You’ll have to find another device to clue us in on important narrative details.
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Later this month, the Uptown Collective’s Led Black Book Club will feature my collection, Steal Me for Your Stories. Drop by APT 78 in Washington Heights at 1pm on Feb. 25. I’ll read you a story.
This is probably as close as I will have to a book release party, so … let’s party. More info is here, and it’s so fancy you have to RSVP. Do you know what RSVP stands for? Yes, Retired Senior Volunteer Program. That’s an important program. RSVP is also a track by The Bloodhound Gang from the 2000 album Hooray for Boobies.
HOORAY!
